[That tug pulls a soft little moan from him, barely-restrained— she’s only touching him through his trousers and it is still enough to nearly drive him mad with want. For a moment, his lower lip catches between his teeth as he stifles himself, lust flaring in his already heated gaze as she cups her hand against him, careful but deliberate.
She’s not done that before, he notes— until now, he’s taken the lead, driven most of their intimate endeavors, but he rather likes this bold new stroke she’s shown.]
Oh, no doubt I deserve that.
[He’s asked her to do the same, after all. He draws in another sharp breath, his gaze fixed on her now, unflinching.]
no subject
She’s not done that before, he notes— until now, he’s taken the lead, driven most of their intimate endeavors, but he rather likes this bold new stroke she’s shown.]
Oh, no doubt I deserve that.
[He’s asked her to do the same, after all. He draws in another sharp breath, his gaze fixed on her now, unflinching.]
Please, Aerith.