[Feeling her grip tighten in his hair, he groaned in approval, slowly, gently, adjusting his hold on her to keep her a bit closer, the hand on her back dipping only as far down as her waist. His lips parted from hers, only very slightly, before kissing her again, wanting to at least keep up some sense of energy and momentum into it.
[Idly, his fingers stroked along her waist, daring not to cop a feel even though he wanted to touch her more. To lick her. To bury his face between her breasts and just be for a moment or two. How did her heartbeat sound? Would she let him get off to it? Or would she think him strange for it?]
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[Idly, his fingers stroked along her waist, daring not to cop a feel even though he wanted to touch her more. To lick her. To bury his face between her breasts and just be for a moment or two. How did her heartbeat sound? Would she let him get off to it? Or would she think him strange for it?]