<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/p0XHlTW.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong>Troy McNair<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>October 28th, 2017 - afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Men's Dorm Rooms - Room 220<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Libby<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/>Troy relaxed down against Libby's body as she touched him. There was something about how her fingers glided through his fur and across his muscles that just seemed, amazingly right. His pleasure and excitement wasn't diminishing, not in the least. But he started to feel like she was letting go and not making everything a play for something she wanted<em>from</em>him. He continued to kiss and lick at her chest as his large fingers became wet and slick between her thighs. He moved them up and down along her pussy, teasing at her entrance before slipping back up - loving the noises she made when he did something she especially liked.<br/><br/>Her hands found the muscles of his back and tension from their earlier tiff seemed to melt away. Damn, he would do almost anything to have her hands on him a lot more often. Troy was enjoying both of their explorations before much, groaning as she slipped her fingers below his belt and grabbed his ass. That earned her a buck of his hips between her thighs and an almost animal like hiss of need from between his lips even as he kissed up her collarbone.<br/><br/>His slightly rough tongue slipped up along her outer earlobe before he whispered, hotly. "I<em>ache</em>for you, kitten." Another roll of his hips made it clear that the desire for her to touch him with very much mutual.