[ Eddie is more than happy to return her kisses with equal passion, lets their tongues press messily against each other. Then she's grinding against him, and without even thinking his hips lift to meet hers, a groan stirring int he base of his throat. He wants her, badly, would be more than happy to rip that dress off and have his way with her but-- but...
God damn his conscience. ]
Hey, hey... [ He breaks apart, his hands settling at her shoulders. It's not that he wants to do this, but even without his job factoring into things, she's drunk and has had a rough night. ] Why don't we keep things above the belt tonight?
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God damn his conscience. ]
Hey, hey... [ He breaks apart, his hands settling at her shoulders. It's not that he wants to do this, but even without his job factoring into things, she's drunk and has had a rough night. ] Why don't we keep things above the belt tonight?