He could be a virtuoso if he wants to be, with some practice. She volunteers as his training partner. So long as he promises to kiss any bruises better. She's going to enforce that very strictly. (There might be pouting if he forgets.)
Like most of her bursts of giggling, this one is short: a cloudburst of joy meant to drench them both before the sun comes out again. She leans her head to the side to expose more of her neck to him, obliging and hopeful both at the same time. The giggling subsides into soft sighs and moans; she thoroughly enjoys those kisses.
"Aww. I'm sorry." One hand moves up so she can tangle her fingers in his hair while the other strokes his back, as if she could soothe the loneliness away or shore up his stockpile of happiness. "Maybe we should see more of each other until you're feeling better?"
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Date: 2016-08-07 06:05 am (UTC)Like most of her bursts of giggling, this one is short: a cloudburst of joy meant to drench them both before the sun comes out again. She leans her head to the side to expose more of her neck to him, obliging and hopeful both at the same time. The giggling subsides into soft sighs and moans; she thoroughly enjoys those kisses.
"Aww. I'm sorry." One hand moves up so she can tangle her fingers in his hair while the other strokes his back, as if she could soothe the loneliness away or shore up his stockpile of happiness. "Maybe we should see more of each other until you're feeling better?"