[There are so many conflicting sensations within her. His lips on her mouth, his hands buried in the strands of her hair, the warmth of him enveloping her body, now both outside and in. So much to feel and savor all at once. And the hunger, a hunger she doubts she'll ever properly understand, still building and building. She's starting to wonder if it'll ever be sated.
When the kisses break, she's able to meet his eyes. Her own gray ones radiate amazement and, even though she doesn't quite realize it, love.
This time, she nods in response to his question. She's okay. Maybe she's even more than okay. Her eyes close when he finds new skin to kiss and she makes a small happy sound in the back of her throat.
But it doesn't keep a new round of worries from cropping up in her head. All this time, he's been asking about her. Pleasuring her. And she's just been selfish. Like always. Eyes open quickly.]
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When the kisses break, she's able to meet his eyes. Her own gray ones radiate amazement and, even though she doesn't quite realize it, love.
This time, she nods in response to his question. She's okay. Maybe she's even more than okay. Her eyes close when he finds new skin to kiss and she makes a small happy sound in the back of her throat.
But it doesn't keep a new round of worries from cropping up in her head. All this time, he's been asking about her. Pleasuring her. And she's just been selfish. Like always. Eyes open quickly.]
You? Are you okay?