[How strange it is to see that confusion on her face. Odd and wonderful both, and that first squirm only entices Rip to have her writhing before he's done with her. Peggy remains so carefully guarded, nearly always, yet in this moment it would seem that Rip's stumbled across something new for her--though the extent of her inexperience with this particular matter remains a mystery. One he might well uncover as they proceed, but now she would suffer so for it. This might well be the way to take her apart, so Rip would prove himself deliberate in the effort. He does so then, with the slow drag of Peggy's knickers off her body, down over the garter and the stockings she wears.
He abandons them somewhere around her knees, expecting gravity to do the rest. Far more important just then is the way her fingers curl into his hair. For a moment, his eyes close, this long forgotten sensation one he has always truly enjoyed.]
Good. [His voice comes out soft, and once more Rip kisses her thigh, nuzzles against her leg with a prompting nudge so she parts them. She's bare before him now, fully dressed and fully revealed all at once, and as Rip shifts forward to taste her for the first time he rests a hand on either thigh, keeping her open, pinning her in place while his tongue moves across her folds in a single long stroke.]
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He abandons them somewhere around her knees, expecting gravity to do the rest. Far more important just then is the way her fingers curl into his hair. For a moment, his eyes close, this long forgotten sensation one he has always truly enjoyed.]
Good. [His voice comes out soft, and once more Rip kisses her thigh, nuzzles against her leg with a prompting nudge so she parts them. She's bare before him now, fully dressed and fully revealed all at once, and as Rip shifts forward to taste her for the first time he rests a hand on either thigh, keeping her open, pinning her in place while his tongue moves across her folds in a single long stroke.]