[ Amos takes in a few deep breaths when Clara moves, feeling almost cold all of a sudden. He licks his lips, enjoying the taste for a moment longer as he feels Clara's eyes on him. It's strange - he knows she should be panting, sweating a little, maybe even falling asleep before he even got to get his own, but she isn't. She looks - like she wants so much more, and Amos grins, a little crooked.
He lifts his hips and pushes his jumpsuit off of him, the fact that he doesn't wear underwear coming in handy right now, making it a fast thing to get naked. He lies here, naked and hard, and hooks a hand under one of Clara's knee. ]
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He lifts his hips and pushes his jumpsuit off of him, the fact that he doesn't wear underwear coming in handy right now, making it a fast thing to get naked. He lies here, naked and hard, and hooks a hand under one of Clara's knee. ]
How d'you want me?