You're allowed, [she repeats with another little laugh, kissing his throat, his shoulder, then- you know what?]
But lay down first.
[She plants both hands on his chest, to either side of the wound, in an attempt to gently push him down so she can straddle him more fully. And give him an eyeful if he wants it.]
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But lay down first.
[She plants both hands on his chest, to either side of the wound, in an attempt to gently push him down so she can straddle him more fully. And give him an eyeful if he wants it.]