[rakes soft nails from the nape of your neck down, scratching over your shoulder blad and over your back to drag over a hip before he shifts and spills you onto your back, drawing back from your mouth and panting softly for a moment as he looks down at you. his cheeks are flushed, his mouth kissed red and soft as he gasps a little, his eyes calculating and half-lidded as he fits his hips to yours again and leans down, pinning one wrist and closing his mouth on your elbow, his tongue tracing a delicate swirl]