He licks a slow stripe along the swell of her breast, the flat of his tongue dragging over the bud of her nipple. He explores her with his mouth, nipping and mouthing and laving designs along her breasts and stomach, creating a network of those fine scars with gentle presses of his lips. He can hear her heartbeat speeding up again, listens to the way her breath hitches where he hits something sensitive, but it's those whines, those soft little mewls that he's really aiming for.
Peter tends to be a perfectionist; if he's going to do something, he wants to do it right. ]
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He licks a slow stripe along the swell of her breast, the flat of his tongue dragging over the bud of her nipple. He explores her with his mouth, nipping and mouthing and laving designs along her breasts and stomach, creating a network of those fine scars with gentle presses of his lips. He can hear her heartbeat speeding up again, listens to the way her breath hitches where he hits something sensitive, but it's those whines, those soft little mewls that he's really aiming for.
Peter tends to be a perfectionist; if he's going to do something, he wants to do it right. ]