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[ I wasn't going to eat it! But admittedly I don't have the patience for them.

Letting out a small, appreciative sound and his hands are sliding up her arms, fingers catching in the straps of her bra and tugging it down ]

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[somehow even knowing that you've seen them before is not helping the whole self-conscious thing ...

pushes bra away, redder in the face than before and gaze steadily downward facing, following the movements of his hands]

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[ Without getting vulgar about it, I like your chest, okay.

He's looking up for a moment as he works his way down her chest, kissing and licking across her skin ]

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[and I like that you like them. it is just a new thing still. being wanted. like that. um.

she shivers and there's a warm noise low in her throat, fingers threading through his hair]

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[ u///u

He's being slow about it, working his way lower and pressing kisses down her torso, teeth scraping lightly over her ribs ]

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[u////u

she's trying her best to stay still, back still coming off the bed with more little sounds spilling out past her lips]

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[ Dragging his tongue around her navel and sliding his hands up and down her sides, making a pleased noise against her skin ]

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[Curling her hand through his hair, drumming her nails and fingertips lightly against his scalp]

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[ Pausing, but only really so his hands can slide down to the waistband of her skirt, finger playing with the button ]

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[Shifts her weight so she can prop herself up better to reach, nails dragging through his hair before her fingers make the rest of the way down his arm and over the offensive fastening]

It won't bite.

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I'd hope not.

[ Leaning up to press a kiss to her mouth, pulling the button loose and tugging the zipper down ]

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[kissing back, lifting her hips and shoving skirt down her legs in the same motion]

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[ Making a pleased sound against her mouth, his hand sliding down over her hip and down to her thigh, touching lightly. Then he's shifting again, free hand moving to grope at her breast, thumb brushing over the nipple ]

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[shivering at that, rocking up into his hand and scraping her own hands up his chest and shoulders, nails biting in briefly before her hands slide over his stomach in slow patterns]

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[ Shuddering when her nails scratch over his shoulders and pushing into her touch, his hand moving a little more quickly as he pulls back just enough to drop his head and swipe his tongue over the nipple on the other side ]

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[gasps and swallows back the sound that follows, fingers slipping over his ribs and tracing lower]

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[ Just working his mouth across her chest, alternating sides from time to time and letting his other hand slide along the edge of her panties--not pulling or slipping under for now, just touching ]

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[which is thrilling on its own, anyway ... and she's a little pinned down for anything else, making do with soft little noises and nails along his spine]

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[ She won't be pinned for long, though, because eventually he's leaning in to curl his arms around her back and rolling over onto his back, pulling her up tight against his chest as one hand reaches to drag his fingers along the side of her face ]

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[ladfshjgs that's embarrassing

but after she realizes what just happened, she leans in to kiss him again, the tip of her tongue tracing his lower lip while she rearranges her legs around his thighs]

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[ Slipping one hand around the back of her head to curl his fingers in her hair and sliding the other down to her hip, legs shifting beneath her to get her a bit more settled ]

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[which would be oh so nice except for one eensy little detail, but she's on top of that - okay, literally, but

half bracing herself with an arm beside his head, hand playing with his hair, while her other hand skirts down his stomach inch by inch, massaging over every new touch until she can find his pants and go for the button]

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[ Dragging his fingers from her hip to her navel, then lower before finally dropping to rest his hand lightly at her wrist ]

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[it's enough to get her to hesitate, and she's looking for his gaze with pause]

Ryuusei-kun?

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[ There is absolutely nothing but affection and eagerness on his face and he's just shaking his head, letting his hand slide lower to rub his thumb over her knuckles ]

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