[When her other arm winds around him, she can feel the shivery sense of satisfaction that threads through him - the way something deep inside him presses in toward that closeness, greedy and yearning]
[He lets himself relax against he - presses a gentle kiss against her neck]
[Heat shivers through her, twined with self consciousness and a self satisfaction that rivals his own. She stays relaxed against him, however, inordinately pleased at how perfectly they fit together, how natural it feels. And though it still prompts a low trill of apprehension, there’s something wonderful—wonder filled to be this open and vulnerable with someone.
At least he can’t see how—embarrassing—her smile is, though the feeling behind it is hard to hide]
[A shiver of a response comes, at the feeling behind the smile - at the knowledge that she is smiling. He's helpless to tamp down on the curve of his own lips, on the almost-giddy swell of feeling in his chest]
[He presses another kiss to her neck, just as soft, and circles his arms around her a little tighter]
Re: Day 254, late afternoonish
[He lets himself relax against he - presses a gentle kiss against her neck]
Re: Day 254, late afternoonish
At least he can’t see how—embarrassing—her smile is, though the feeling behind it is hard to hide]
Re: Day 254, late afternoonish
[He presses another kiss to her neck, just as soft, and circles his arms around her a little tighter]
Re: Day 254, late afternoonish
Re: Day 254, late afternoonish
[He tucks his chin over her shoulder - ducks his head a little, so that he can breathe in the soft almond scent of her hair]