[he kisses back, pressing his body against hers, rubbing across her almost without thinking about it, the tip of him just under her belly button, making noises at the fingers in his hair, hands coming up her sides, pausing briefly, careful, and then continuing curiously to trace over the sides of her breasts, which he's still only barely had a glimpse of. He needs to correct that. And he will, just... just not yet. Right now, this is exactly right.]
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