[ Trahearne obediently follows her guidance and pulls loose her blouse; his lips part in anticipation as he pauses for a moment to take in the sight. She's...she's beautiful. How many times has that thought crossed his mind today?
It doesn't matter. His hand comes to gently cup her breast, taking in how soft, how malleable it feels under his fingers. Gently he massages it as he leans in again for another deep, feverish kiss, pressing his chest against hers. He exhales--they are flush against one another, the heat radiating from her body warming him from the inside.
And in the meanwhile, he rolls his hips into her again, dulled pressure radiating through his groin. That is going to need dealing with in a bit. ]
:nyan:
It doesn't matter. His hand comes to gently cup her breast, taking in how soft, how malleable it feels under his fingers. Gently he massages it as he leans in again for another deep, feverish kiss, pressing his chest against hers. He exhales--they are flush against one another, the heat radiating from her body warming him from the inside.
And in the meanwhile, he rolls his hips into her again, dulled pressure radiating through his groin. That is going to need dealing with in a bit. ]