[He looks up at her, giving a knowing smile against her jaw, and though he is oh so reluctant to change anything at the moment— gods, he would give anything to have her keep touching him like that— he is forced to shift and ease himself from it as he comes to sit on the edge of the bed, leaving a parting kiss against the soft, sweet-smelling curve of her neck before easing back towards the headboard. He'll have to take care of the plants she has shelved there, and he does pause long enough to put a pillow behind his back before he settles in and uses the hand at her hip to guide her to follow.]
Come here.
[Though both still partially dressed, if she'll allow him, he'll guide her to come sit atop him and rest her seat against his thighs, his pants still open beneath her. One hand remains at her waist for guidance, stability, while the other playfully slips beneath her skirt where their positioning has forced it to bunch up, and his dexterous fingers quite deliberately move over the curve of her hip and rear, the warm flush of skin making his heart beat that much faster.
He leans in to press a languid kiss against her neck before steadily working his way down, each kiss slow and deliberate, affectionate and desirous, pausing around her collarbone to offer:]
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Come here.
[Though both still partially dressed, if she'll allow him, he'll guide her to come sit atop him and rest her seat against his thighs, his pants still open beneath her. One hand remains at her waist for guidance, stability, while the other playfully slips beneath her skirt where their positioning has forced it to bunch up, and his dexterous fingers quite deliberately move over the curve of her hip and rear, the warm flush of skin making his heart beat that much faster.
He leans in to press a languid kiss against her neck before steadily working his way down, each kiss slow and deliberate, affectionate and desirous, pausing around her collarbone to offer:]
I like the view from this angle.