[ He's a little more confident. Not a lot, but Aerith having to stop herself as his hand snakes up her legs, to that sensitive spot, well, it's hard to take that as anything but a signal to continue. Things rarely stop Aerith from chattering, so a brief pause is like finding a small little secret. It's a very gentle touch, nothing too explicit. Yet. He has some patience. Or maybe he likes making Aerith wait. Hard to say. ]
[ He also expects neither of them want to go back, at this stage - while he's got a bit of confidence, his face is flushed just as red as Aerith's, just as drunk on atmosphere and the thrill of intimacy. ]
If you really need them, I mean.
[ He gets... a little more daring - before she has time to respond, he's planting gentle kisses on her neck, a little too insatiable - and perhaps goading Aerith at the same time. After all, she wasn't going to stop - why should he? ]
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[ He's a little more confident. Not a lot, but Aerith having to stop herself as his hand snakes up her legs, to that sensitive spot, well, it's hard to take that as anything but a signal to continue. Things rarely stop Aerith from chattering, so a brief pause is like finding a small little secret. It's a very gentle touch, nothing too explicit. Yet. He has some patience. Or maybe he likes making Aerith wait. Hard to say. ]
[ He also expects neither of them want to go back, at this stage - while he's got a bit of confidence, his face is flushed just as red as Aerith's, just as drunk on atmosphere and the thrill of intimacy. ]
If you really need them, I mean.
[ He gets... a little more daring - before she has time to respond, he's planting gentle kisses on her neck, a little too insatiable - and perhaps goading Aerith at the same time. After all, she wasn't going to stop - why should he? ]