Tumblr Prompt- "thighs" from Anon (Thicc anon, is that you?)
E/C- Musical Verse
Setting the pile of dishes by the sink, Christine emitted a small squeak of surprise as long fingers wrapped around her wrist, pulling her into a set of sinewy arms, her back pressed to the wall as a pair of lips, usually set in an unforgiving line, caressed her confusion away. "You do know how to keep a man happy, ange; the chicken was delicious, though I do find my hunger is not quite satiated."
The warm mouth produced a deep chuckle at her contented sigh, causing her nose to bump the side of white porcelain as broad hands mapped familiar curves: over her cheek, down the column of her throat and across her collarbone before coming to rest lightly on her breasts. "Perhaps a small taste more...and you are so keen on my...preferences."
"If you wish," she whispered against his mouth. "But be warned, my love, that appetite of yours is often contagious and as you well know, while you prefer the lighter meat," With an impish bite to his bottom lip, Christine watched him through hooded eyes as her own hands ventured south: over his shoulders, down his back and skimming over his backside before sliding her foot forward between his knees, nails digging into the flesh of his upper thighs. "My tastes tend to be of a...darker nature."