[ she's getting worked up, so as he drags his hand up her back he'll feel them moving beneath the skin as they bide their time and wait for an inopportune moment to cut loose. she tries to focus, to keep them from getting the best of her, but the touches given to the newly sensitive skin... it has her moaning into his mouth as she pushes him harder into the door, like... somehow... someway... that'll help her regain control of herself. ]
Re: Day 229, evening