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Lena
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Aug 09, 2016 01:21PM

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Bennett smiled and bridged the distance, pressing his lips to Andrew's. He lifted his hand to his cheek as he shifted himself closer to him.

Bennett smirked a little, feeling the upward curve of Andrew's mouth against his lips. He gently sucked on his bottom lip.
Bennett slipped his tongue along Andrew's bottom lip, asking for permission. He leaned in closer, pushing Andrew gently onto his back.

Bennett smiled against his lips. His tongue entered, passing his lips and exploring his mouth. His hands gently found their way passed the hem of Andrew's shirt, feeling the defined curves of his stomach.

Bennett moaned against Andrew's lips, letting his tongue play with his. He smiled to himself when Andrew shivered. Unconsciously, he moved one of his hands out from under his shirt and rubbed his fingers against the crotch area of his jeans.

Bennett gently sucked on his tongue. The hand under his shirt wandered up higher to his chest, experimentally pinching one of his nipples.

Bennett raised his arms over his head to let Andrew pull off his shirt. He offered him a smirk as he leaned in to continue the kiss. His hand rubbed more roughly against his crotch.
Bennett's lips wandered away from Andrew's gently pressing kisses against his skin as his mouth moved along his jawline to his neck. He picked up the hem of Andrew's shirt, lifting it over his head.
Bennett smirked against his skin as he sucked on the flesh of throat until there was a mark. His hand cupped his crotch, giving it a light squeeze.
Bennett kissed down and sucked on his throat until he reached the bottom of his throat. His lips brushed along his neck until he reached his ear. "We should probably stop before this goes too far," he breathed. He nibbled on his ear a little with a smile. "Well, unless you want to go farther."
Bennett smiled back at him and withdrew from him. Okay," he said, picking up Andrew's shirt and handing it to him. Then, he picked up his own shirt and pulled it over his head.
Bennett looked back at him, smiling. "Well, I believe this is the part where I ask you if I can take out sometime," he said.
"Friday is good," Bennett said. He was pretty sure he had something that day, but it could not have been that important if he did not even remember what it was. "What time should I pick you up?"
"Great," Bennett declared. "I will pick you up at seven at your cabin. So how does outside of camp sound? We can walk around and sit down to a decent meal."
((Um, someone is already roleplaying there. We can go to the cabin courtyard or skip ahead to the actual date outside of camp.))


