Oh jaaane~
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Thread Topic: Oh jaaane~
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Janette was aware of the fact that they were slipping off the bed before they actually fell. It didn't hurt, and Philip didn't move from her, and she saw it as no reason to stop. Most of the blankets and pillows had came with them, and she found herself gripping at them while Philip made love to her, letting out little noises in the air.
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Philip smiled at the little noises Janette made. They were cute, and pleasing to him, making him want to get more out of her. Though they had fallen, he had continued what he was doing, almost impatient to any disturbances. He trailed a few fingers along her side, one finger brushing the side of her breast, then down to her stomach.
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Janette's eyes fluttered at his touch, and she pulled his head down, locking their lips together in a fierce, open-mouth kiss, breaking it only to breath.
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A slight gasp escaped his lips, her catching him by suprise. But he immediately loosened into the kiss, making a small noise himself.
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She ended up moaning his name into his mouth, tasting the salty sweat that trickled between their lips, ignoring it, even though his tongue tasted of salt- No, he tasted of the ocean.
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He separated their bodies for a moment, allowing himself to unbutton his shirt. They were still so close that his fingers brushed along her chest as he fumbled with each button. Philip tugged off the shirt in one swift moment only to continue deeply kissing his lover, using his tongue to making slow motions.
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Janette knew nothing but bliss right then, completely drowning in it, any words she might have said swallowed by the moans and cries of pleasure, her hands knitted tightly in Philip's hair, tugging.
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He kept his thrusts even and deep, wanting to get the most out of the night in case something were to interrupt the two. Although she wasn't pulling him too hard, he let out little moans that weren't anywhere close to pain- More like joy.
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She thought that the first time she had kissed Thomas, she knew what pleasure was- No, she had been wrong. That had been a kid-like rush of a first-time kiss. This, this was pleasure. Pleasure so rough and steady that she could feel it, taste it, and smell it. It smelled like Philip.
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Philip soon got the same small feeling in the pit of his stomach. Finally he let it go, and filled her, continuing to kiss her deeply.
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Janette felt her body tense at the same time Philip released, and she kisses him back, closing her eyes tightly, trying to catch her breath. Hurridly, she mumbled, "Bath?"
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Philip nodded, slowly peeling himself off of her. "I'll get you a towel." He mumbled, already rummaging through his drawers. He was vaguely aware of how bare the two of them were.
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Janette nodded, sitting silently, waiting.
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Philip tossed her a faded, white towel and grabbed one for himself, soon wrapping it around his waist. "I'm sure Matilda has some soap there."
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