Fics like i've been drinking, i've been thinking (why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?)

“Stop,” he says, his voice gruff, and Lucy has to bite her cheek to keep from whining. “Stop what. I’m not doing anything.” “You know what you’re doing,” he snaps, and Lucy smirks as she turns in her seat. The way she sits causes her top to stretch, and he finds himself distracted by how the necklace he’d bought her sits so perfectly between her breasts. “This wouldn’t be an issue if you’d taken me up on my offer…” she teases, and Tim closes his eyes as he pulls into the restaurant parking lot. He parks near the back, a fact that doesn’t escape Lucy’s notice, and then turns the truck off before turning to face her fully. “Are you going to be able to behave during dinner?” he asks, and Lucy grins as she bites her lip. “What if I say no?”

Fics like i've been drinking, i've been thinking (why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?)

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