[she can't help laughing either, effusive, even when a moan mixes in with it and her nails dig in reflexively. glacies pulls herself up a little to return that kiss, still smiling into it]
[his breath catches when her nails dig into his back. He likes that. He shifts his knees for balance, so his other hand can start to slide her underwear down, give himself more room to maneuver.
Before he pulls back, unable to take it with being half dressed anymore.
[there will be a discussion about sitting on her bed with shoes on later!
for now, she draws in soft breaths, wound up and missing the sensation of him between her legs, but she sits up to watch him undress. a hand immediately goes to his side then another, feeling along his skin and pressing a few kisses to his chest]
[he will apologize then. To be fair he came in with the most innocent of intentions (not strictly untrue).
But he is quick at undressing—she isn’t the only one missing the sensation. But once he is free of all his clothes, he turns back to her, time to finish removing her underwear.]
[she is helpful, lifting her legs as needed, and even thinking that she ought to remove her nightgown, pulling it off with ease . . . yet still instinctively covering her chest once it's done, ah, hmmm]
[and she will drop her hands when jay is close enough to touch again. one hand goes to hold his, the other on his chest, and reaching up for a quick kiss]
Nervous, eager. And trying not to think too much. You?
[her reply might take a moment since she is going to linger in the kiss a bit longer, deeper and with a heavy sigh. when she does break away to lay back down, she's still holding onto his hand]
Are not enjoying yourself? I am. And I can manage.
[her grip on his hand tightens for a beat, groaning. rather than closing her legs around him but willing them open, and she turns her head to him, kissing his head]
[they're ok. it's fine-- he has the perfect view from his position. though this is definitely getting to him too, as evidenced by his soft groans as thrusts into her, and the way his skin is getting at least a little bit of color. and there's definitely heat.
[she keeps her hand occupied with massaging his arm, as much as a distraction as a gesture to connect in more than one place, because her face does flash with the occasional moment of discomfort. still absorbed in the sensations and watching him]
[no, that motion gets her to change her tune immediately. she reaches up to hold him by the back of his head with both hands, pressing their foreheads together then reaching up to kiss him. it is a brief kiss, because it is hard to kiss and breathe and moan all at the same time, but it definitely relaxes her]
[relaxing is good, and so is hearing her start to lose it. he's going to go faster, as she gets more comfortable, soft groans escaping from the back of his throat]
[she makes a short keening noise as he changes speed, but she also starts trying to match it, pushing back to meet him. it takes her awhile to find the rhythm and she's holding on tightly to his neck, any scratching is absolutely incidental but also definitely happening]
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[she can't help laughing either, effusive, even when a moan mixes in with it and her nails dig in reflexively. glacies pulls herself up a little to return that kiss, still smiling into it]
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Before he pulls back, unable to take it with being half dressed anymore.
Time to get rid of his boots and then his pants.]
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for now, she draws in soft breaths, wound up and missing the sensation of him between her legs, but she sits up to watch him undress. a hand immediately goes to his side then another, feeling along his skin and pressing a few kisses to his chest]
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But he is quick at undressing—she isn’t the only one missing the sensation. But once he is free of all his clothes, he turns back to her, time to finish removing her underwear.]
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Bit late for that, isn’t it...?
[if she wants to, he won’t stop her but, it deserves a comment. And then he moves between her legs again.]
How you feeling...?
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Instinct.
[and she will drop her hands when jay is close enough to touch again. one hand goes to hold his, the other on his chest, and reaching up for a quick kiss]
Nervous, eager. And trying not to think too much. You?
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[mumbled against her lips. But he can appreciate at the very least that there is... a huge experience gap.]
I’m trying not to think too much. It’s supposed to be fun.
[he leans forward to kiss her.]
It might hurt at first. Just relax.
[he’s got this.]
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Are not enjoying yourself? I am. And I can manage.
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[he squeezes her hand, lightly.]
Worried that might have changed?
[but also, he is definitely ready to go, and he leans down to kiss along the line of her neck— as he starts to push inside of her]
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[her grip on his hand tightens for a beat, groaning. rather than closing her legs around him but willing them open, and she turns her head to him, kissing his head]
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Well... that’s good...
[because honestly, he wants nothing more than to follow through on fucking her into the bed now.]
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Not — Yet.
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Okay. Okay.
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Now.
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Got it.
[makes it easier to pull almost out— and thrust back in.
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Jay.
[absentmindedly nodding her head as she realizes that may seem like a bad sign. it's okay, they're okay]
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heat-- is good.]
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[he admits slowly]
I don't mind the scratching.
[using his words, but not even sure how much she's hearing him, but fuck this feels amazing, either way]
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I, ah, could tell. Mmm, so, I was trying . . .
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