She smirks, carving a gentle little pattern into his abdomen with the tip of her forefinger. She reaches for the whiskey, and helps herself to a healthy swallow. She doesn't need any help getting drowsy, but maybe it'll do something to dull the ache.
"Jus' remember — "
She exhales, savoring the burn. She pushes herself up on her elbow, and leaves a smattering of nibbling little kisses under his jaw.
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She smirks, carving a gentle little pattern into his abdomen with the tip of her forefinger. She reaches for the whiskey, and helps herself to a healthy swallow. She doesn't need any help getting drowsy, but maybe it'll do something to dull the ache.
"Jus' remember — "
She exhales, savoring the burn. She pushes herself up on her elbow, and leaves a smattering of nibbling little kisses under his jaw.
" — Honda. Half-hitch. Dally..."