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</div><b>Name:</b>Victor Lundquist<br/><b>Age:</b>30<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Stockholm, Sweden<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Saturday, July 3rd<br/><b>Location:</b>Living room<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Jeans shorts and a white T-shirt<br/><br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Olivia Williams<br/><br/><b>Tagging:</b><a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>He wasn't going to lie, that was a<i><b>great</b></i>kiss. He loved everything about it - the feel, the build up, the way the tough girl went all soft and almost submissive all of a sudden. He loved how soft her lips were - like fluffy pillows - the kind of lips he'd never get enough of. Her reactions spoke volumes too, and he picked up on the subtle and the not so subtle signs - her hands around his neck, her fingers in his hair and that low moan that had another spike of arousal hit him. She didn't seem to mind his hand on her thigh either, but he had it pause in it's tracks before it reached too far, opting to take things slow.<br/><br/>Exhaling slowly, he deepened the kiss and was quick to slide his tongue into her mouth when her lips parted. It didn't invade brutally, but gently slipped inside to greet her own with a light caress to see if she was up for it or not. As he did so, he pulled her even closer, and let the hand at the back of her head travel further up and scratch the top of her scalp as his fingers dug through her soft, thick, silky hair. He moved his body closer too, and slowly began to push against her frame, signaling that she should lay down if she so wished, and he moved his other hand from her thigh and planted it on the couch so that he could lower himself slowly along with her should she decide to fall back.<br/><br/>Had he seen what went on behind his back though, his Olivia had come in and spotted them and the expression on her face, he'd be devastated. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt her. He was going to tell her about it, but he had hoped she wouldn't have to see it. He was so lost in the kiss though, that he was unable to think of anything else, let alone something that would ruin the moment.