altea

Я умер там, это прекрасно. Поперхнулся кофе, всплакнул от смеха.
автор - гений

Edmund leaned over her, claiming her mouth until her hands were tangled in his hair, and she was pressing up against him. Only then did he lift his lips from hers and whisper, "I have horse armour for sale."

His gaze was on her, intent and unmoving and, while he had not moved, it seemed as though he had grown larger, more looming. "How can I make this night more satisfying for you, my lady?" The soft question set her heart racing. "Do a barrel-roll!"