[He doesn't even notices when she touches the rim of his pants. Too distracted by her kisses and the way his hands feel against her skin.
The moment she takes off his shirt he mirrors the move. He wouldn't be able to say exactly why he wasn't taking the full lead still. Perhaps he was nervous, or that he wasn't exactly sure of the right rhythm, but perhaps it was still that worry in the back of his mind that this was wrong. They both had people they loved that weren't here, but the bolder she is the more confident he felt. The more he could push that thought away.
The moment her shirt is off he wastes absolutely no time at all moving back into the kisses. Very briefly he takes in her beautiful body before he leans in to kiss around her chest. Moving towards her nipple until he can take in his mouth. Running the tip of his tongue up and down in a bit of experimentation.]
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The moment she takes off his shirt he mirrors the move. He wouldn't be able to say exactly why he wasn't taking the full lead still. Perhaps he was nervous, or that he wasn't exactly sure of the right rhythm, but perhaps it was still that worry in the back of his mind that this was wrong. They both had people they loved that weren't here, but the bolder she is the more confident he felt. The more he could push that thought away.
The moment her shirt is off he wastes absolutely no time at all moving back into the kisses. Very briefly he takes in her beautiful body before he leans in to kiss around her chest. Moving towards her nipple until he can take in his mouth. Running the tip of his tongue up and down in a bit of experimentation.]