<div class="floatleft">(http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss199/dayoldhate20/icons/DD066.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Angel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the jet.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Andrew<br/><hr/><br/>As had she, and she wasn't even scared of flying. When he moved the armrest up, she smiled and scooted closer, looking up when an attendant conveniently offered them a blanket. Blushing, she took it from the worker and draped it over her lap. With that, she leaned her seat back and pulled his head closer to her, not even thinking about the fact that others could see them. All that mattered were his lips and tongue. Her hand finally went to the fly of his jeans and teased along the zipper before she groaned from his hand on her breast.<br/><br/>Her nipples hardened beneath the thin shirt and even thinner lace bra. Nibbling lightly on his lower lip, she pulled back to kiss down his neck and breathe heavily against the skin.