[She raised an eyebrow at the laugh but didn't ask. It was a pleased sound, and therefore it was not something to worry over. Only to note, a gentle noise she'd not much experienced before with him. Carmen's hand traced the contours of his rear. It was... very pleasant to find firm, toned muscles there, though it was not surprising. He was a warrior. It made sense. Saul would be the first warrior she'd bedded, the first fighter.
Carmen moved against him, feeling, savoring. There was no reason to rush this; while it was cold she was in no danger of freezing, Carmen was sure. Her other hand followed his neck down to his shoulder to his chest, learning the hard lines of it.]]
[[ooc: No worries! Pants. Simple black dress pants.]]
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Date: 2010-03-02 12:39 pm (UTC)Carmen moved against him, feeling, savoring. There was no reason to rush this; while it was cold she was in no danger of freezing, Carmen was sure. Her other hand followed his neck down to his shoulder to his chest, learning the hard lines of it.]]
[[ooc: No worries! Pants. Simple black dress pants.]]