[ Lance melts into the kiss, lips parted wide for her as they reenact an old dance the two of them shared once. Between lips puckering together, he draws his tongue over and around her own. More often he has to draw back for a breath as his heart races, wondering how much Allura will be okay with while knowing how badly his body has missed hers, struggling as he tries to decide exactly what it is he missed most about her. The catacombs in his heart beg to be filled in again. ]
Lay back, baby, [ he mutters softly to her between a kiss and eases them both down onto the bed, rolling her onto her back as he finds himself unwittingly coiled around her. His free hand strokes along her side to feel the front of her body, surged with desire to see and make her feel good. His thumb ghosts along the curvature of her breast before it sweeps over a nipple, slow over the bump. ]
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Lay back, baby, [ he mutters softly to her between a kiss and eases them both down onto the bed, rolling her onto her back as he finds himself unwittingly coiled around her. His free hand strokes along her side to feel the front of her body, surged with desire to see and make her feel good. His thumb ghosts along the curvature of her breast before it sweeps over a nipple, slow over the bump. ]