This time, it was Trunks who tried to keep up. To kiss her back, and touch her softly, trying to convey through actions his appreciation, and want, and care for her. It was just...more difficult to focus given how she touched him.
His reactions were obvious and pleased, if a bit mono-focused. Swelling, and encouraging her touch more with slight shifts of his hips. She needn't have been so ginger in her touch, but he couldn't find words to tell her that verbally.
Not when most of his brain was focused on how good this felt, and how much he cared, and the feel of her skin against his own. The taste of her mouth, hints of her own breath shared with his. His own mouth trying to form words against her own, with no sound.
Wanting her to feel as good, as his other hand moved down her skin, along her arm. Then back up, and cupped her other breast too. Fingers soft, appreciating their weight while thumbs traced circles against the center.
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Date: 2018-07-02 06:24 am (UTC)His reactions were obvious and pleased, if a bit mono-focused. Swelling, and encouraging her touch more with slight shifts of his hips. She needn't have been so ginger in her touch, but he couldn't find words to tell her that verbally.
Not when most of his brain was focused on how good this felt, and how much he cared, and the feel of her skin against his own. The taste of her mouth, hints of her own breath shared with his. His own mouth trying to form words against her own, with no sound.
Wanting her to feel as good, as his other hand moved down her skin, along her arm. Then back up, and cupped her other breast too. Fingers soft, appreciating their weight while thumbs traced circles against the center.