She sighs as he nuzzles her hand. Her eyes close and time stops as his mouth meets her own.
He is gentle, almost too gentle, and that's okay. She's feeling more and more fragile with every passing moment. Whatever this is coalescing between them, it demands more than a moment's consideration.
Any lingering doubts about his presence here dissipate with the strength of his embrace. She melts against him, shoulder to knee. Such a primitive thing, a distant part of her observes, how the hard masculine lines of his body make her feel even more feminine in contrast.
Both of her hands snake around his neck, urging him closer still. Her lips part against his mouth.
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Date: 2009-02-17 07:32 pm (UTC)He is gentle, almost too gentle, and that's okay. She's feeling more and more fragile with every passing moment. Whatever this is coalescing between them, it demands more than a moment's consideration.
Any lingering doubts about his presence here dissipate with the strength of his embrace. She melts against him, shoulder to knee. Such a primitive thing, a distant part of her observes, how the hard masculine lines of his body make her feel even more feminine in contrast.
Both of her hands snake around his neck, urging him closer still. Her lips part against his mouth.