Marina wrapped her legs around his waist, pressed between the freezing cold solid wall of the water tank behind her and the warm and living body of Percy. His shirt was soaked from her singlet, his trousers not faring all that much better (except for the fact that she was wearing less on the parts pressed against his trousers, something of which she was very aware, rocking her hips against his, nipping at his bottom lip with his teeth as they kissed.)
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Date: 2014-10-10 11:00 am (UTC)From: