[His breath hitches as her teeth graze his lip, and her enthusiasm only excites him further. His hands roam lower to her waist, one hand slipping beneath her shirt to caress the small of her back. The only thing that would make this better would be if they didn't have a damn bar between them.]
Hey, [he pulls away enough to reply, voice low and breathy,] wanna take this outside?
[Or back to his place, or whatever. Suddenly he doesn't really care if she's on shift or not.]
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Hey, [he pulls away enough to reply, voice low and breathy,] wanna take this outside?
[Or back to his place, or whatever. Suddenly he doesn't really care if she's on shift or not.]