I sigh, relaxing a little from his wandering touch. I glide my hands over him a little in turn, my thumbs rubbing circles over his hipbones. I'm still sharply aware of how vulnerable he is, how vulnerable I am, but I'm trying to push those thoughts aside, focus on what is happening right now.
I feel my cheeks burning again at his question, and I bow my head to hide in my hair again. "If you want me to," I lick my lips and look up at him through my bangs. "Or you could just show me."
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Date: 2012-05-18 05:24 pm (UTC)I feel my cheeks burning again at his question, and I bow my head to hide in my hair again. "If you want me to," I lick my lips and look up at him through my bangs. "Or you could just show me."