[ Baby takes a moment to look at Isabelle, just because he can - just because he's able to. But too fast, he has to lean and kiss her, tilting her chin back a fraction as he licks the seam of her lips, his hand traveling down along her neck, pushing back a little and getting Isabelle to lie back on the bed, crawling above her slowly, knees indenting the bed around her legs.
He pulls back, only to look at Isabelle with all the feelings rushing through him, eyes moving over her face as he tries to find words to say, to convey everything that's going through his head, and his body. ]
I - [ Losing his words altogether, he shakes his head and kisses her again, letting himself sinking a little further into the bed, into her and against her, shivering as their skin touches, her nipples pressing into his skin. ] I want you so much, I - I'm sorry if I'm. Nervous.
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He pulls back, only to look at Isabelle with all the feelings rushing through him, eyes moving over her face as he tries to find words to say, to convey everything that's going through his head, and his body. ]
I - [ Losing his words altogether, he shakes his head and kisses her again, letting himself sinking a little further into the bed, into her and against her, shivering as their skin touches, her nipples pressing into his skin. ] I want you so much, I - I'm sorry if I'm. Nervous.