Grissom/Lady Heather,Snicker and Greg and Wendy RP

Heather moaned again, louder this time. When the need to feel Gil's lips upon hers became too strong, she lifted his chin with her index finger. Then with a smile, she pressed her lips into Gil's, her finger dropping away from his chin and tracing down his chest.
 
Heather grinned as he escorted her to the couch. She gently traced invisible shapes on his chest.

(Just wondering, we're not going over the PG-13 rule are we?)
 
(I don't think so, because we're not going any further than this in detail. I've seen much more graphic stuff, I think it's okay :))

Gil slowly sat down, waiting for her to join him.
 
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