"You're a natural," she purrs, voice warm as she considers him. She ends up staying in front of him, reaching to guide his hands up to settle, for now, on her hips.
Her own reach back up to card through his hair, a familiar enough touch for them both, giving him time to settle and be able to be more curious than anxious. She keeps the motion smooth, repetitive and predictable, deviating only to brush his jaw or the side of his neck idly, watching his face closely for cues in these early moments.
"Doing alright?" she asks, quiet, encouraging, after a few lazy minutes.
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Date: 2024-12-09 04:33 pm (UTC)Her own reach back up to card through his hair, a familiar enough touch for them both, giving him time to settle and be able to be more curious than anxious. She keeps the motion smooth, repetitive and predictable, deviating only to brush his jaw or the side of his neck idly, watching his face closely for cues in these early moments.
"Doing alright?" she asks, quiet, encouraging, after a few lazy minutes.