She's equal parts soothing and smiling; she wouldn't laugh at him, not now, but he just looks so pathetic. She doesn't want to risk pushing him to the point of frustration.
She cups his face, getting on her tiptoes to kiss him, soft and sweet.
"Okay. Thank you. Jus' — tell me if that changes, hm?"
Her nose brushes his, hands sliding down his arms to come to rest over his knuckles. She encourages his hands to her waistband. Lips inches from his, she breathes a too-soft 'please?', catching his bottom lip and sucking lightly. She's trying to relax him again, every small movement — hips brushing up against his, thumbs slipping across his bare stomach, lips feathering his mouth, chin, cheeks, jaw — accompanied by a soft word.
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She's equal parts soothing and smiling; she wouldn't laugh at him, not now, but he just looks so pathetic. She doesn't want to risk pushing him to the point of frustration.
She cups his face, getting on her tiptoes to kiss him, soft and sweet.
"Okay. Thank you. Jus' — tell me if that changes, hm?"
Her nose brushes his, hands sliding down his arms to come to rest over his knuckles. She encourages his hands to her waistband. Lips inches from his, she breathes a too-soft 'please?', catching his bottom lip and sucking lightly. She's trying to relax him again, every small movement — hips brushing up against his, thumbs slipping across his bare stomach, lips feathering his mouth, chin, cheeks, jaw — accompanied by a soft word.
"Promise me?"