[ Pukin could go crazy right here. She wants to kiss Angela again and again, wants to kiss her deeper and peel off that shirt of hers while Angela is still in her lap (Pukin remembers that there’s no bra underneath, can feel those very breasts push against her), but she settles for one more heated kiss before Angela presses a kiss of her own to Pukin’s chin. ]
Of course. [ She effortlessly scoops Angela up, then. Pukin is a fit woman, nicely muscled in all of the right places, and her arms in particular are her strength. She gets Angela in a princess carry, so that the smaller woman is looking up at Pukin, and then leans down and kisses her again, even as she begins to walk, like she can’t help herself. Like she can’t keep her lips off of Angela’s. And she can’t. ] We’ll get you right to bed.
[ As she says so, Pukin whisks Angela away to their room easily, leaving the laptop there on the couch.
It takes only a minute to get to their room, and once they’re in, Pukin doesn’t even bother to close the door. After all, it’s just the two of them. She lies Angela down on the bed, and then, leaning over her, she presses yet another kiss to her mouth. ]
You're so beautiful, Angela. [ Pukin tells her between kisses, even though she just had, a few minutes ago. She can't tell her enough. Her words aren't just sweet, honeyed things. She means what she says. ] I can't wait to feel you.
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Of course. [ She effortlessly scoops Angela up, then. Pukin is a fit woman, nicely muscled in all of the right places, and her arms in particular are her strength. She gets Angela in a princess carry, so that the smaller woman is looking up at Pukin, and then leans down and kisses her again, even as she begins to walk, like she can’t help herself. Like she can’t keep her lips off of Angela’s. And she can’t. ] We’ll get you right to bed.
[ As she says so, Pukin whisks Angela away to their room easily, leaving the laptop there on the couch.
It takes only a minute to get to their room, and once they’re in, Pukin doesn’t even bother to close the door. After all, it’s just the two of them. She lies Angela down on the bed, and then, leaning over her, she presses yet another kiss to her mouth. ]
You're so beautiful, Angela. [ Pukin tells her between kisses, even though she just had, a few minutes ago. She can't tell her enough. Her words aren't just sweet, honeyed things. She means what she says. ] I can't wait to feel you.