He's shaky. But he wants this. I -- I can make him more confident. I think.
I sigh a luxurious sigh when his fingers land on me, pleasure rippling through me. "It's just us," I whisper, eyes intent on his. "Like always."
Even when we've been surrounded by others, it's somehow always been just us.
I run my hands down the slim planes of his ribcage, his hips, his beautiful skin, and pull us together. "I have to prepare myself. Do you want to, um, help?" I say, shy but trying to be confident, for him.
It's strange. I'm not embarrassed or shy about intimacy with him. After the time we spent together, after the things we've already done, it's not intimidating. But talking about it makes it not run smoothly any more, makes me stutter and crack, and... is that part of the problem between us? I'll have to think about it- another time.
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Date: 2012-05-17 08:45 am (UTC)I sigh a luxurious sigh when his fingers land on me, pleasure rippling through me. "It's just us," I whisper, eyes intent on his. "Like always."
Even when we've been surrounded by others, it's somehow always been just us.
I run my hands down the slim planes of his ribcage, his hips, his beautiful skin, and pull us together. "I have to prepare myself. Do you want to, um, help?" I say, shy but trying to be confident, for him.
It's strange. I'm not embarrassed or shy about intimacy with him. After the time we spent together, after the things we've already done, it's not intimidating. But talking about it makes it not run smoothly any more, makes me stutter and crack, and... is that part of the problem between us? I'll have to think about it- another time.