She was beautiful, and it was clear in his gaze along with heat. Want, desire, affection, trust, and that hint of shyness too. He was tense, but so aware of her; of her curves and breathing and heart beat, the faint dampness to her skin that did nothing to keep it from being soft to his touch.
A bit nervous, careful, as he touched. But letting her tell him, hundreds of subtle cues that he was following and learning. His other hand moved down, curving against her leg and daring higher up on her thigh. Thumb brushing circles into the muscle beneath the fabric, along to her hip, then lower. Pulling her more into his body, into his hips and against him with another soft groan in his throat.
"...beautiful." Murmured against her skin, mouth at her collarbone against her shoulder. Breathing her in, tasting her, and focusing on that than on how nervous he felt. He wanted to please her, to make her shiver and feel the heat he was feeling in turn.
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Date: 2018-06-13 05:38 am (UTC)A bit nervous, careful, as he touched. But letting her tell him, hundreds of subtle cues that he was following and learning. His other hand moved down, curving against her leg and daring higher up on her thigh. Thumb brushing circles into the muscle beneath the fabric, along to her hip, then lower. Pulling her more into his body, into his hips and against him with another soft groan in his throat.
"...beautiful." Murmured against her skin, mouth at her collarbone against her shoulder. Breathing her in, tasting her, and focusing on that than on how nervous he felt. He wanted to please her, to make her shiver and feel the heat he was feeling in turn.