Losing... Control

Erin had to admit, she hadn't expected this to happen when she came to Control. Sure, she planned to flirt with him but not to fuck him in a private room. Of course she was beyond lustful for him but something about him made her think about other things than sex with him. She loved the way her body simply responded to his touches like she was made for the man. She pressed herself closer to him, deepening his kiss adding her own hunger to it. Whatever was behind her, she used it to brace herself. He wasn't wearing much and neither was she so undressing him would be quite easy. Her fingers moving down to his pants, slowly undoing them. She didn't push them down, she moved her fingers to dance of her the skin finding his moth tattoo. Yum~ She moved her hands up and down his chest as if she was trying to memorizer each inch of it.

His hand on the back of her head kept her lips firmly planted upon his own. Draco was very aware of the hands that wandered over his body and tugged at his pants slightly. It didn't take her long to undo them, but then again, they weren't exactly the most difficult things to undo. He pressed her against the wall behind her just a bit more as he deepened the kiss further, his tongue diving into her mouth to explore curiously. His free hand, the one not holding the back of her neck, explored her body, moving over her side and hips down to her butt where he grabbed it firmly. He squeezed, pulling her closer to him, if that was even possible. He thing moved her leg, placing it so that it wrapped around him. He was closer to her, the parts that matter, but it still wasn't close enough for him. Her fingers moved all over him, touching the moth tattoo upon his back for a moment before moving back to his chest where she seemed to try and memorize it by touching it. He broke his lips from hers and gasped for air for a moment before diving in again, this time his lips planting upon the crook of her neck where he laid kisses. He moved up to her jawline and then to her ear, where he nibbled upon it gently before moving back down to her neck. His free hand continued to explore, moving up and down the thigh of the leg that he raised to surround him. His hand moved dangerously under her skirt, fueled by a hunger he couldn't explain.