Leaving the Mountains

Khalifa rested her pretty head on his strong arms. Her dainty hand was on his tattoo, tracing each line. The tie was now hanging on her wrist, broken from the headboard at some point, and the combination of her and the fabric's light touches was a bit ticklish.

It made his calloused hand resting on her waist move, similarly tickling her. 

She giggled, gently pushing his hand. She turned to him with a sly smile. "Did you always want to use a tie on me?" 

"I certainly wanted to tie you down," Hugo admitted, getting him a light slap on his hard chest. 

Hugo's face turned serious though as he pinned her underneath him. She blinked and could only succumb when Hugo leaned down to capture her lips, kissing her with intense passion, longing, and maybe a bit of anger. 

"You know that all of your men wanted to have you all to himself, right?" Hugo asked her, as if confirming. 

"Hmn, but what to do… I want all of you."