( he'll find nothing hidden within her features other than countless layer upon layer of want; she doesn't know what it is, maybe that the last time she'd had his mouth against hers, they'd been nose to nose and tangled limbs, breathless as he'd made her cum just by rutting himself against her. maybe it's that he'd sang, that she knows it isn't something infantile for him to do so, that there's far more meaning behind his music than she remotely knows.
she's not the bold girl who might otherwise easily tug someone to her bedroom, not with him; there's still confidence, a strong sense of self and comfort with her sexuality, her body and how she can use it— but it's different with him. everything was different with him. she laces their fingers together while she still has his gaze, only breaking it to lead him toward her bedroom.
it wasn't that small entry apartment they'd all been granted, but something that was hers, a bed only she'd touched, a bed she only wants to share with him, and it's only once they're standing beside it that she faces him again, digits unweaving from his own in favor of finding the hem of his top. hues flicker to his in question, seeking permission she knows is there, before she's slowly beginning to raise the fabric along his midsection, lower lip drawn beneath her teeth as she does. )
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she's not the bold girl who might otherwise easily tug someone to her bedroom, not with him; there's still confidence, a strong sense of self and comfort with her sexuality, her body and how she can use it— but it's different with him. everything was different with him. she laces their fingers together while she still has his gaze, only breaking it to lead him toward her bedroom.
it wasn't that small entry apartment they'd all been granted, but something that was hers, a bed only she'd touched, a bed she only wants to share with him, and it's only once they're standing beside it that she faces him again, digits unweaving from his own in favor of finding the hem of his top. hues flicker to his in question, seeking permission she knows is there, before she's slowly beginning to raise the fabric along his midsection, lower lip drawn beneath her teeth as she does. )