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[ from here

it's also a hand sliding under the blanket ]

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[ tilting his head to watch her face and giving a weak smile, fingers spreading over her thigh ]

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[watching his hand but trying to do more than stare, her hand idly stroking down his chest and stomach]

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[ slowly but surely sliding his hand over her leg, fingers dragging along the inside of her thigh, his own muscles trembling under her hand ]

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[biting on her lip and shifting into him, as embarrassing as it is, drawing her fingertips along his collarbone as a distraction]

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[ he's being careful not to move too fast or cut it too close, hand sliding up and down her leg and leaning into her touch, dipping his head to press his mouth to the pulse in her neck ]

[switchcraft]

[not pulling away at all, even if her leg muscles tense here and there under his touch, though she makes a quiet little noise in her throat and curls closer]

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[ sliding his hand up her leg and over her stomach again, nails scratching gently over her skin ]

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[breathes out warmly against his cheek, inching her hand to his shoulder while she tries to work up just a little more courage]

Ah...

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[ makes a soft, pleased sound--something that might even be encouraging--and traces his fingers up her torso ]

[switchcraft]

You can...

[pause; nope too embarrassing]

Please...

[nnnnope that's even worse]

... I do love you...

[waIT THAT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE IT]

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[ freezes in place, staring wide-eyed at her (probably in shock) for a few moments . . . and then there's a quick movement and he's pinning her down, leaning in to kiss eagerly over her face and neck ]

[switchcraft]

[whining softly in embarrassment, and once again completely red and clinging to his neck with both hands scraping his shoulders]

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[ growling deep in his chest, pausing his kissing only to choke out a few words ]

If you say it like that, I won't be able to stop.

[switchcraft]

[shakes her head just slightly]

I never said that you should.

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[ kissing his way down her chest ]

It might go too far.

[switchcraft]

[breath catching in her throat there, one hand ruffling through his hair]

I know.

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[ all but purring, mouth working over the top of her breast and his hand sliding between her legs again, stroking at her thigh; his own body straining as he presses closer ]

[switchcraft]

[letting her legs inch apart, gasping softly at his touches and sliding herself into him]

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[ letting out a soft grunt as his hand drags upwards ever so slowly, teeth scraping at her skin]

[switchcraft]

[a farewell to thumbs in 3, 2]

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[ a little too close, sorry

totally worth it though ]

[switchcraft]

[whoa you're huge all of a sudden]

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[ this is the most incredibly frustrated whine one could possibly ever hear ]

[switchcraft]

[whimper :<]

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. . . Sorry.

[ waddling across the blanket to nose at your head ]