[Andrea's lips made themselves comfortable pressed up against the beautiful stranger's. He might never know the man's name, but perhaps if he took good enough care of him he just might change his mind.
Despite being such a good judge of character, he picked up on no signs that Rufus might have not done this sort of thing before. In fact, he takes Andrea's lead so well he would have sworn he was used to being appreciated and worshipped like this. His lips drop down to a bare shoulder when more skin is exposed, kissing at each scar with a gentle care as though they were still fresh.]
You deserve every bit of it.
[Andi seeks out those lips again, but this time reaches back to pull at some strings to his blouse to loosen it that it would be much easier to slide right out of. There's nothing out of the ordinary about him besides the muscles of his chest, shoulders, and arms that he works very hard to maintain. He sets the blouse down behind him on the dresser in the room and returns his attention to Rufus.]
Lie down. Make yourself comfortable.
[He gestures to the bed, one hand tugging at the strings of his pants until they open, but doesn't do anything more to get them off any further than that just yet. There would be time for that later. Right now he just wants to taste the blond. Andrea makes very little effort to hide that, kissing Rufus' bare stomach as soon as he's able, tongue swirling around his navel on his way to kiss over the ridge of a hip bone.]
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Despite being such a good judge of character, he picked up on no signs that Rufus might have not done this sort of thing before. In fact, he takes Andrea's lead so well he would have sworn he was used to being appreciated and worshipped like this. His lips drop down to a bare shoulder when more skin is exposed, kissing at each scar with a gentle care as though they were still fresh.]
You deserve every bit of it.
[Andi seeks out those lips again, but this time reaches back to pull at some strings to his blouse to loosen it that it would be much easier to slide right out of. There's nothing out of the ordinary about him besides the muscles of his chest, shoulders, and arms that he works very hard to maintain. He sets the blouse down behind him on the dresser in the room and returns his attention to Rufus.]
Lie down. Make yourself comfortable.
[He gestures to the bed, one hand tugging at the strings of his pants until they open, but doesn't do anything more to get them off any further than that just yet. There would be time for that later. Right now he just wants to taste the blond. Andrea makes very little effort to hide that, kissing Rufus' bare stomach as soon as he's able, tongue swirling around his navel on his way to kiss over the ridge of a hip bone.]