She reached up to brush her thumb against his bottom lip, soft at first but then harder, slipping the tip of it inside his mouth. Bite me, came the silent invitation.
"Do you ever keep your promises?"
Cordelia suppose some bad men did. Mobsters did, right? Some of them seemed to have a whole honor thing going, if movies were any indication. Steal and kill and torture, but damn it, they were men of their word.
Daily! Obviously I hate playing with you.
She reached up to brush her thumb against his bottom lip, soft at first but then harder, slipping the tip of it inside his mouth. Bite me, came the silent invitation.
"Do you ever keep your promises?"
Cordelia suppose some bad men did. Mobsters did, right? Some of them seemed to have a whole honor thing going, if movies were any indication. Steal and kill and torture, but damn it, they were men of their word.