[ Knowing they haven't actually done this before doesn't do anything to stop it from feeling like safe territory, sweet and comforting when his hand coasts over her thigh. It eases her into it, makes her actions surer; a soft sigh against the warm press of his mouth, knees planted either side of his hips. That sense of familiarity is what has her pausing, eventually. The tiny tremor in his hand on her hip doesn't fit with the memories of them tangling together in need or love or just the sheer joy of being together, and it brings her present enough to pump the brakes a little. ]
You're shaking.
[ Quiet, almost whispered against the side of his mouth. ]
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Date: 2017-06-13 12:26 am (UTC)You're shaking.
[ Quiet, almost whispered against the side of his mouth. ]
Do you want this?