[There's a desperation to it. He knows, in places like this, that time together is often cut short. None of them no how long they have together, she could go home tomorrow, or he could. Either could vanish from the other, and all they would have left would be memories. He doesn't want to risk a second of losing that.
He lets go of her nipple, exhaling slowly on the bud, before following that request. His hands move between them, to the fastenings of her pants, opening them up, his hands sliding down to her rear, pushing them down as his lips move to capture hers once more. ]
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He lets go of her nipple, exhaling slowly on the bud, before following that request. His hands move between them, to the fastenings of her pants, opening them up, his hands sliding down to her rear, pushing them down as his lips move to capture hers once more. ]