http://birdmetaphor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] uisgeannan 2011-09-02 12:15 am (UTC)

He chuckles again, smiling that strange smile of his. It's just too much fun watching her like this. He really likes her, and the surprised noises she makes, and the way her hair falls about her face like that.

"You're great," he says, leaning down to nearly grin against her skin. More kisses, a very light bite to to where her neck and her shoulder meet. He could do this for hours, just get lost in her. "Hah, am I going too fast? Just tell me."

He's busy balancing what's best for her and what's best for him; he doesn't want to do anything that frightens her or makes her more uncomfortable than she'd like. But still, his fingers start to move a little, stroking her slowly. He would have had to move his hand anyway if she wanted him to stop, so it... well... the reasoning made more sense in his head.

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