[it takes her a moment to realize what he's doing. Not brushing or stroking her hair, like he had been earlier, but something more worth removing the hair tie for. She feels self-concious for a moment. Here she is, lying naked in front of Peeta Mellark, and she feels self-concious about freeing her hair from her braid. And it's not like he's never seen it down before.
She giggles shyly as she lets him play with her hair, still lazily stroking his back and side. It's a nice sensation, different from all the other ones he's been causing tonight. Tender instead of hungry. But still loving. There's no mistaking the love in any of his carresses. Do her own touches feel the same to him?
He's done. Suddenly, procrastination seems to be over. And he's being shy again. Asking if he can touch her. Hasn't he been doing just that this whole time? Why ask for permission now? Why... oh.]
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She giggles shyly as she lets him play with her hair, still lazily stroking his back and side. It's a nice sensation, different from all the other ones he's been causing tonight. Tender instead of hungry. But still loving. There's no mistaking the love in any of his carresses. Do her own touches feel the same to him?
He's done. Suddenly, procrastination seems to be over. And he's being shy again. Asking if he can touch her. Hasn't he been doing just that this whole time? Why ask for permission now? Why... oh.]
Y-yes.