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••• o j β ([info]cockaigne) wrote in [info]valesco,
Mmhm his mouth made her head feel free and fuzzy. But in a good way, in such a good way because it let her just enjoy the moment, not thinking about... other people, or playoffs or anything else that remotely heaved her mind these days. It was just... Noah. And Odette liked that, it made her feel happy and light--- she was glad her fleeting thoughts were in fact so, or else some second-hand self embarrassment would have definitely taken over her for being so mushy.

And they were! So it was of no matter, and she was too entirely wrapped up in Noah's hands to even think twice about it. His hands, which were tugging and pulling in such a manner that it made her want to let out shrieks of laughter. Tease he was such a tease with his heavy hands but brushing touch. It just wasn't fair. Odette rose up on her toes, and her arm moved to fall behind over his shoulder as she pushed his lips back to his.

She could show him teasing.

After a few moments (no need to rush right away), Odette began to wiggle in Noah's grasp. And shift, slightly, and turn, until she had the opportunity to slip away from him. But before she did, she brought her free hand up to run along his bottom lip. She could show him teasing and had a better idea of what they could be doing. A pleased and sultry smile appeared on her lips, and quickly she let out a small laugh before twirling away.

But she turned back as she walked slowly, tossing her hair over her shoulder to look at him. Him, Noah, her incredibly intelligent and handsome husband. Husband! He was so smart, he would figure out what she was thinking. And, just for good measure, Odette pressed her index finger to her closed lips and smiled mischievously. She beckoned him forward, dipping her chin low.

"I have a better idea...."

They were in a garden weren't they? Why, just over there she could see a marvelously private set of trees a bit away from the gathering area.


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