It's satisfying, having an effect on one's partner. The way he sighs catches at her, sparks up a sweet kind of glow in her face. Not smug, but affectionately pleased.
Having rocked her hips forward into the pressure of his thumbs, the realignment of his hands is observed only in anticipation of where he might put them. Her laces had somehow not ranked among potential options. As aware as she is of the winding tension at her waist, she lets it fold her back down to him. Her arm slides across his chest, second elbow joining the first to balance her there.
"Let me—" trails into a kiss, rather than a specific action. She might have shed her trousers along with her boots, before she arrived in such a comfortable position.
The trouble is: she'd regretted drawing up far enough to demonstrate her point only moments ago. To roll off him entirely requires some kind of fortification against the separation, even in pursuit of something wholly worthwhile.
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Having rocked her hips forward into the pressure of his thumbs, the realignment of his hands is observed only in anticipation of where he might put them. Her laces had somehow not ranked among potential options. As aware as she is of the winding tension at her waist, she lets it fold her back down to him. Her arm slides across his chest, second elbow joining the first to balance her there.
"Let me—" trails into a kiss, rather than a specific action. She might have shed her trousers along with her boots, before she arrived in such a comfortable position.
The trouble is: she'd regretted drawing up far enough to demonstrate her point only moments ago. To roll off him entirely requires some kind of fortification against the separation, even in pursuit of something wholly worthwhile.