[ it's unhurried, the way he comes back to awareness in degrees; the way she smooths her palms over his hands and arms to ease the little pinpricks, soothing the tension in his muscles from keeping still. she only relents when he shifts his arms, arching her spine a little beneath the warm press of them against her lower back. their lips brush when he speaks, his warm breath gusting gently across her skin; she almost shivers, one hand reaching behind her to find one of his and lace their fingers together. ]
I feel the same. Very good, [ she mirrors, unshy but feeling something adjacent to it. she brings their joined hands up so she can press a kiss to his knuckles and the back of his hand. ] ... I'm glad it felt good for you.
[ she's still unused to it—laying him out like that, subject to her pace. her inexperience shows despite how she tries to consider him and his comfort as much as she can. ]
@nonvoting β january tdm.
[ it's unhurried, the way he comes back to awareness in degrees; the way she smooths her palms over his hands and arms to ease the little pinpricks, soothing the tension in his muscles from keeping still. she only relents when he shifts his arms, arching her spine a little beneath the warm press of them against her lower back. their lips brush when he speaks, his warm breath gusting gently across her skin; she almost shivers, one hand reaching behind her to find one of his and lace their fingers together. ]
I feel the same. Very good, [ she mirrors, unshy but feeling something adjacent to it. she brings their joined hands up so she can press a kiss to his knuckles and the back of his hand. ] ... I'm glad it felt good for you.
[ she's still unused to it—laying him out like that, subject to her pace. her inexperience shows despite how she tries to consider him and his comfort as much as she can. ]
Thank you for trusting me.