[Her fingers on his back spark against his nerves, waking them up and allowing gooseflesh to rise on his skin. When she tilts his ear up and asks for a kiss, he doesn’t hesitate. He leans in, pressing together and immediately swiping his tongue along her lip. He learned from kissing Anders, and he deploys the lessons here, though there is still a note of curiosity in the way he tastes her and focuses on what she does and what she seems to like.
His hands don’t stay idle during the kiss. Heat and curiosity mix as he draws them up her abdomen, momentarily catching on the hem of her shirt and fondling her bare skin before deciding he likes the kiss too much to break it and take her shirt off, and then his hands drag up her front until he cups her breasts, fondling them through her clothes and pulling down the neck of her shirt to touch the bare skin.
He wants to know how it feels to touch her everywhere, all the mysteries of the human form, but he pays careful attention to the feelings that he can taste on her lips and feel in her skin. What does she like? What does she want?]
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His hands don’t stay idle during the kiss. Heat and curiosity mix as he draws them up her abdomen, momentarily catching on the hem of her shirt and fondling her bare skin before deciding he likes the kiss too much to break it and take her shirt off, and then his hands drag up her front until he cups her breasts, fondling them through her clothes and pulling down the neck of her shirt to touch the bare skin.
He wants to know how it feels to touch her everywhere, all the mysteries of the human form, but he pays careful attention to the feelings that he can taste on her lips and feel in her skin. What does she like? What does she want?]