Cobb's always liked kissing too, and he wasn't even aware of how much until he couldn't kiss her. While they've done a great job at enjoying each other, he knows this is something they both wanted, and it's clear by how they're practically joined at the mouth, breathing each other's air. He's greedy and wants to be consumed by her, doesn't care if they're going to burn right up and into flame. This is honestly what he always expected would happen if they got to touch. A one-way ticket to losing their heads, even if he's faintly aware this energy between them is more than just them.
She doesn't have to ask him twice, immediately lifting his arms so she can take his shirt off his skinny frame. He wants her fingers all over his chest, his back, he's going to memorize it. Cobb's not sure he actually cares now that they're already in the middle of it. That's a problem for future them. He grips her ass and groans just from having the ability to do that, to dig his fingers into her perfect ass and pull her forward, grinding up at the same time he grinds her down. It's so perfect he could pass out from it.
Cobb lifts her off his lap and onto the table nearby, knocking anything on it off with a sweep of his hand. He doesn't think they can make it to the bed in this state. Cobb gets right to his knees in front of her, hurriedly sliding off her underwear and tossing it away. He's being forward but he doesn't think she'd mind here, tugging her to the end of the table and hungrily going right between her legs.
The entire apartment is now floating with whatever aphrodisiac is between them, no matter where they went it would be the same. Cobb's tongue gets to taste her, the real her, without any latex involved, and he plunges it deep inside, moaning from the sheer bliss of it.
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She doesn't have to ask him twice, immediately lifting his arms so she can take his shirt off his skinny frame. He wants her fingers all over his chest, his back, he's going to memorize it. Cobb's not sure he actually cares now that they're already in the middle of it. That's a problem for future them. He grips her ass and groans just from having the ability to do that, to dig his fingers into her perfect ass and pull her forward, grinding up at the same time he grinds her down. It's so perfect he could pass out from it.
Cobb lifts her off his lap and onto the table nearby, knocking anything on it off with a sweep of his hand. He doesn't think they can make it to the bed in this state. Cobb gets right to his knees in front of her, hurriedly sliding off her underwear and tossing it away. He's being forward but he doesn't think she'd mind here, tugging her to the end of the table and hungrily going right between her legs.
The entire apartment is now floating with whatever aphrodisiac is between them, no matter where they went it would be the same. Cobb's tongue gets to taste her, the real her, without any latex involved, and he plunges it deep inside, moaning from the sheer bliss of it.