[ The soft way she laughs at him is satisfying in ways he can't really define while mostly asleep, except that it sends a pleased thrill through him and all he knows all he wants is to make her happy like that as much as he can.
He squeezes her gently, softly, as he tastes her, no tequila or pancake syrup this time, just the uniqueness of her own body. The soft warm breaths against his skin are as thrilling as anything else they've done. Part of him, mostly the part starting to push against the front of his shorts, wants to roll her over and kneel between her legs, kiss his way down her body and fuck her with his tongue or his fingers. But at the same time he wants to stay here, exactly like this, not even speaking but letting each other's touches guide them. Either way he's full of gratitude for her, for what she's been to him over these last few weeks.
Lifting his right arm, he encourages her as close as she can get, a low quiet rumble of sound indicating how much he likes what she's doing. ]
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He squeezes her gently, softly, as he tastes her, no tequila or pancake syrup this time, just the uniqueness of her own body. The soft warm breaths against his skin are as thrilling as anything else they've done. Part of him, mostly the part starting to push against the front of his shorts, wants to roll her over and kneel between her legs, kiss his way down her body and fuck her with his tongue or his fingers. But at the same time he wants to stay here, exactly like this, not even speaking but letting each other's touches guide them. Either way he's full of gratitude for her, for what she's been to him over these last few weeks.
Lifting his right arm, he encourages her as close as she can get, a low quiet rumble of sound indicating how much he likes what she's doing. ]