They were together, and with it the last traces of hesitation slid away, slipped and dissolved like sugar in water. She helped--did she know it?--had a bright and welcoming feel that drew him in. Different, in its way, all hers, something that was just her. And he got to share in it.
He didn't want to stop kissing her, and she didn't want him to, turned in close with a small soft sound against his lips, into them, and that did things, did fascina interesting new things down behind his navel. The geometry was different and, a confusion of variables and, and, he'd never--well not never but never like this exactly but that wasn't important right now, oh no, not with her touching and wanting to touch him. Her? Him.
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Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-06-05 12:42 am (UTC)He didn't want to stop kissing her, and she didn't want him to, turned in close with a small soft sound against his lips, into them, and that did things, did
fascinainteresting new things down behind his navel. The geometry was different and, a confusion of variables and, and, he'd never--well not never but never like this exactly but that wasn't important right now, oh no, not with her touching and wanting to touch him. Her? Him.Them.
Them. What a great idea.
Yes.