Oliver grabs and she jumps, wrapping her arms and legs around him, like an octopus and she's not even ashamed of the moan that tumbles out of her mouth when she settles against him. She loves the feel of his body against hers. He's always been fit, but the island did him some favors.]
I-- [Laurel has her hands in his hair now instead, torn for a second between holding his head exactly where it is or pushing it lower or pulling his mouth back to hers.
She decides on the last, after a moment, and never does finish that thought because she's smashing her lips against his and licking her way into his mouth.]
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Oliver grabs and she jumps, wrapping her arms and legs around him, like an octopus and she's not even ashamed of the moan that tumbles out of her mouth when she settles against him. She loves the feel of his body against hers. He's always been fit, but the island did him some favors.]
I-- [Laurel has her hands in his hair now instead, torn for a second between holding his head exactly where it is or pushing it lower or pulling his mouth back to hers.
She decides on the last, after a moment, and never does finish that thought because she's smashing her lips against his and licking her way into his mouth.]