The Musebox: Where all the Fluff, Randomness and Sm...er....

Ah, but which of them would keep their clothes? She shifted slightly when she felt him tugging more of her dress off, her own hands tugging at his pants a good bit less hesitantly than before. She could still feel that need and hunger, though tempered a little more by the passion of their love and that tenderness; altough there was a good chance they were going to lose control again. She barely had time to be embarrassed about her dress being tugged off with focusing on him, in fact, "I love you, Alphen," she half-whispered the words between those light kisses, sighing softly.