[ It's a surprise when she kisses him-- a quiet realization before she's fully to her feet and suddenly her mouth is over his and his breath is taken from him. He'd have it no other way honestly. He tastes himself and her and his hands find her hair again. Weaving into it. Wanting to connect with her just as much and then her hand is grabbing at his cock and-- in a lot of ways he's grateful she's just leading this right now. Doesn't give him a chance to overthink any of this. Of how much he needs her, that she'll have to leave him because other people need her as well, that he'll be alone. Any other nasty emotion which tries to bubble up is completely silenced.
He follows her instructions, leaning back until his shoulders and head are pushed flush to the wall. He gazes at her, breathless and overwhelmed and completely in love with her. ]
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He follows her instructions, leaning back until his shoulders and head are pushed flush to the wall. He gazes at her, breathless and overwhelmed and completely in love with her. ]
Like this?
[ Doesn't even have the capacity to make smart ass remarks. ]