[ if the air in the hall is cold, then he doesn’t notice because her hands are warm on his bare skin. her nails are about all he can think about. she’s not scraping them against his skin, but feeling them is enough of a reminder of her legs wrapped around his waist and how hard they could press. when it comes to veronica, it’s like the rational part of his brain shuts down sometimes, regardless of where they are or what they’re doing.
right, okay, she’s asking him something. there isn’t anyone in this particular hall with them right now. she’s right to be concerned though. she’s shielded by his body, not that prying eyes care about that. archie tears his gaze away from her to look around, left to right, double checking that what he thinks is true still is. when he turns back to let her know that the coast is clear, her teeth trip him up. she knows that drives him crazy and she’s doing it because she can. two can play at that game. ]
Maybe. [ he agrees, not sure if it’s the atmosphere fueling him, or getting back together with veronica. truth be told, the two of them have always been a little too adventurous and wild for their own good. why stop now? his slides his hand up, not necessarily testing the waters so much as he's calling her bluff. they both think it's exciting - the thrill of getting away with it, sneaking around, potentially being caught. it's hot. they basically have a reputation of making out on every surface imaginable, anyway. his thumb's tracing her inner thigh now, still traveling upwards. he has every intention of retaliating by rubbing his thumb over the front of her panties, if she doesn't catch his wrist first. ] Maybe we should.
[ archie nods along like it's the greatest idea in the whole world. ]
Or [ and it's a big or ] maybe we should stay right here.
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right, okay, she’s asking him something. there isn’t anyone in this particular hall with them right now. she’s right to be concerned though. she’s shielded by his body, not that prying eyes care about that. archie tears his gaze away from her to look around, left to right, double checking that what he thinks is true still is. when he turns back to let her know that the coast is clear, her teeth trip him up. she knows that drives him crazy and she’s doing it because she can. two can play at that game. ]
Maybe. [ he agrees, not sure if it’s the atmosphere fueling him, or getting back together with veronica. truth be told, the two of them have always been a little too adventurous and wild for their own good. why stop now? his slides his hand up, not necessarily testing the waters so much as he's calling her bluff. they both think it's exciting - the thrill of getting away with it, sneaking around, potentially being caught. it's hot. they basically have a reputation of making out on every surface imaginable, anyway. his thumb's tracing her inner thigh now, still traveling upwards. he has every intention of retaliating by rubbing his thumb over the front of her panties, if she doesn't catch his wrist first. ] Maybe we should.
[ archie nods along like it's the greatest idea in the whole world. ]
Or [ and it's a big or ] maybe we should stay right here.