He smooths his hands up under my shirt, the touch firm enough to not tickle
at all before he's pulling my shirt up and off.
"If anything, you made yourself better, mister," I tell him,
shivering a little at the touch of his lips against my throat. Turning my
head to give him better access, I smooth my hands further down his chest
and sides, still just overwhelmed by the fact that I can do this. I get to
touch him almost all I want. "Which is saying something because you've
always been pretty wonderful."
I pause then, breath catching as he keeps scattering kisses and I can feel
my cheeks go pink even as I say, "Do you really think I'm gorgeous?"
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Date: 2016-09-30 07:06 pm (UTC)He smooths his hands up under my shirt, the touch firm enough to not tickle at all before he's pulling my shirt up and off.
"If anything, you made yourself better, mister," I tell him, shivering a little at the touch of his lips against my throat. Turning my head to give him better access, I smooth my hands further down his chest and sides, still just overwhelmed by the fact that I can do this. I get to touch him almost all I want. "Which is saying something because you've always been pretty wonderful."
I pause then, breath catching as he keeps scattering kisses and I can feel my cheeks go pink even as I say, "Do you really think I'm gorgeous?"