[ She'd told him at the very start, she wouldn't take it off. Granted, she had mostly been joking at the time, but things changed. Also, there was an aspect she hadn't known at the time -- in a place where she can just create any necklace she wants, wear the fucking Hope Diamond while she watches TV, a gift that was made with thought and care means something. It's worth wearing all the time.
Snorting, she runs her hand over his cheekbone, back into his hair where her fingers catch on tangles. ] It'll do, I guess.
[ There's a soft croon into his mouth, and she wraps her legs around his, presses back against him. It only takes a few moments before she slips her arms between them, blindly unfastens the line of buttons. She bites his lip as she uses one hand to gather some of the moisture he left behind on her, that still comes, and then wraps her slick fingers around him. ]
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Snorting, she runs her hand over his cheekbone, back into his hair where her fingers catch on tangles. ] It'll do, I guess.
[ There's a soft croon into his mouth, and she wraps her legs around his, presses back against him. It only takes a few moments before she slips her arms between them, blindly unfastens the line of buttons. She bites his lip as she uses one hand to gather some of the moisture he left behind on her, that still comes, and then wraps her slick fingers around him. ]