A drink, some chicken, maybe some…
Milk barely had time to react whenever the red-headed Vanguard had placed a kiss onto his lips. He kissed her back and the hairs on his neck stood up as her finger traced the back of his neck. There was a soft moan into Alana’s lips from Milk and his body shuddered. Milk’s hands found their way to the back of Alana’s dress, his hands searched for the zip and, upon finding, brought it down to the small of her back. He placed his hands on her back before he dug his nails into the soft flesh and began to drag down slowly. He smirked and nipped her bottom lip before slowly moving her towards the bed. Milk fell with her onto the bed. He moved from her lips and kissed a line along her jaw before suckling briefly on her ear. “All right, so far, ma’am?” He winked at her.
He kissed her again before moving to her neck. He placed a slow kiss on her neck before he began to graze her neck with his teeth. He slowly brought his mouth together before he nipped the flesh at the end. He repeated this a few times over her neck, while digging his nails ever further into her back. He ran his tongue along her neck slowly, and softly before placing a kiss on her lips again.
She could hear the zip being tugged down and the cool air of the apartment had soon caused small goosebumps to appear on her back. Milk’s nails dug into the flesh and the dragging caused her to grunt against his mouth. Her back was soon upon the bed however and she shuddered at the suckling to her ear before frowning at him “You don’t have to play the gentleman with me, Milk.” oh no, even though that was just his nature, well, he didn’t have to ask if she was okay or for permission or anything. Alana was no dainty doll that he need take care of.
He seemed to get the message when he went for her neck, the biting causing her to let out a small moan, but nothing too grand just yet. Didn’t want him thinking that was enough now, did she? Alana returned the kiss, pressing her lips hard against his as her hands moved to unbutton his shirt, giving her hands free roam of his chest. He was nicely toned and not over-the-top muscular. Her own nails dug into his hips at either side as she ghosted her tongue over his bottom lip.