[She hums against his mouth. It felt - right. Content. Something she could only share with him, when she had learned to hide so much of herself, no less before as since being here. He would not fear her, and he did not quiet her. A happiness she smiles into his lips, eager, still.
That as they find rhythm against each other, she only wants more. He is one of the most painfully handsome men she's ever met. How often she thought about him, wanted him. No less that she could not be as open with it as so many others.
That when she catches her breath, pulls back, she sighs, kissing his jaw, then lower down his throat. Wondering and savouring and enjoying each sound he made for want of more. ] You're so beautiful. [ Meant it, so completely. Perhaps her own naivety, but she felt no shame in the truth as she saw it. ]
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That as they find rhythm against each other, she only wants more. He is one of the most painfully handsome men she's ever met. How often she thought about him, wanted him. No less that she could not be as open with it as so many others.
That when she catches her breath, pulls back, she sighs, kissing his jaw, then lower down his throat. Wondering and savouring and enjoying each sound he made for want of more. ] You're so beautiful. [ Meant it, so completely. Perhaps her own naivety, but she felt no shame in the truth as she saw it. ]