[Tim grins, warm and wanting, and undoes Rawne's pants with an almost lazy motion of his hand.]
Scoot down a little.
[Because he's trailing a hand down Rawne's thigh and standing at the far end of the table, leaning both hands on the edges of it and leaning forward, entirely unsubtly. This is why he locked the door earlier.]
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Date: 2021-12-04 05:09 am (UTC)Scoot down a little.
[Because he's trailing a hand down Rawne's thigh and standing at the far end of the table, leaning both hands on the edges of it and leaning forward, entirely unsubtly. This is why he locked the door earlier.]