<strong><span class="bbc_u">Timothy with Angela within the Doc's Room</span></strong><br/><br/>Timothy caressed on Angela's back and cheek, kissing her desiring more and more of her, wanting to feel her up close, his heart beating fast beneath her, his breath shaky, and his eyes only focused on her. In that moment everything else seemed to fade to the background. He could have remained like that as long as his body lasted, but feeling her lips stirred his passion. Feeling her hands on his face, he sought to kiss her, look deep into her eyes, and hold her. His hand rose up slightly to softly swat on her rump and stroke along a cheek, kneading it warmly, firmly rubbing along the buttocks as he grinded his hips up to meet with her own.<br/><br/>He gasped loudly feeling the moment of that rippling. Shivering all over, he wasn't thinking straight. The sheer pleasure of her form was overwhelming him, and he silently cursed in his mind that he'd grow addicted to her at this rate. Moaning out with pleasure, he trembled almost peaking then and there, that sensation having hit him so strongly he could only grin back at her at the sly look she had. Smiling and kissing her warmly.<br/><br/>"Mmh... I'm not going to last long with you. I'll enjoy every  second though..." He kissed her, but spoke to her seriously, amidst shivering and pressing up close to her own form.