[Marco's own skin tingles at that and he finds himself kissing at lot harder now and leaving a small trail of them down her neck so he can whistle breathlessly.]
I rather prefer to be the wind beneath your wings and give you the warmth enough to rise, but I suppose there is nothing stopping me from catching up to that altitude, eh?
[And if she doesn't stop him and remind him that they are outdoors and quite visible to the general populous which could be a problem (for her, he doesn't care /ahem) Marco will just keep trailing that line of kisses ever further down her chest.]
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I rather prefer to be the wind beneath your wings and give you the warmth enough to rise, but I suppose there is nothing stopping me from catching up to that altitude, eh?
[And if she doesn't stop him and remind him that they are outdoors and quite visible to the general populous which could be a problem (for her, he doesn't care /ahem) Marco will just keep trailing that line of kisses ever further down her chest.]