But not for long, because she's right there, close and warm and kissing him. The surface texture of curled horns are not completely smooth, but tended to. The ordinarily tousled wildness of his hair also betrays an amount of seeing to in silky texture, if a little tangled from the day's events.
His hands come up, tracing along the braids in her hair, fingers stroking through looser locks and sweeping it all aside as he kisses her back, head lifting. His hands travel down her back, crowding them together just to feel and enjoy the sensation of being pressed together, of holding her to him, and it's all very luxurious and patient if you disregard the slight shift of his hips beneath her.
More movement, then, the intent being to gently roll her beneath him, the creaking bed frame announcing it much louder than necessary.
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But not for long, because she's right there, close and warm and kissing him. The surface texture of curled horns are not completely smooth, but tended to. The ordinarily tousled wildness of his hair also betrays an amount of seeing to in silky texture, if a little tangled from the day's events.
His hands come up, tracing along the braids in her hair, fingers stroking through looser locks and sweeping it all aside as he kisses her back, head lifting. His hands travel down her back, crowding them together just to feel and enjoy the sensation of being pressed together, of holding her to him, and it's all very luxurious and patient if you disregard the slight shift of his hips beneath her.
More movement, then, the intent being to gently roll her beneath him, the creaking bed frame announcing it much louder than necessary.