[ Somehow, perhaps stupidly, Benedict hadn't considered this when Kate offered to put on a show for their tail.
His hand flexes on the steering wheel and she can probably feel a muscle jump in his jaw as she trails a few incredibly distracting kisses down his throat. Thank all the gods that the road ahead is more or less empty, because while Benedict doesn't tear his eyes away from what he's doing, he's certainly paying far less attention to it than he should be. ]
Kate, I'm driving, [ he protests, his voice strangled.
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Date: 2021-11-12 02:20 pm (UTC)His hand flexes on the steering wheel and she can probably feel a muscle jump in his jaw as she trails a few incredibly distracting kisses down his throat. Thank all the gods that the road ahead is more or less empty, because while Benedict doesn't tear his eyes away from what he's doing, he's certainly paying far less attention to it than he should be. ]
Kate, I'm driving, [ he protests, his voice strangled.
Notice how he doesn't tell her to stop. ]