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[When her eyes meet his, he smiles. And leans in to kiss her again, deeply, while his fingertips circle her breasts, spiraling inward slowly. He's really not sure how sensitive they are, but since treating her like glass seems to be going well, he refrains from squeezing and makes a note to refrain from nibbling as well. But maybe as a result of the delicate treatment, he doesn't quite spend enough time there before he winces and sits up.]

Sorry.

[His hands move to his fly, the pressure underneath steadily in greater need of easing.] Or, um, would you like to unzip? It's getting kind of uncomfortable.