[It's the human contact as much as the physical that he craves, and so he can't really stop himself from the small gestures, little things like brushing his nose against the line of her jaw before pressing his lips there or letting his fingers thread through her hair when they're both spent and exhausted and coming down from that high. If it was just about getting off, he could just as easily do it himself-- without that extra connection it's a bad trip, leaving him worse off than when he started.
He shifts to give her space to wiggle out of her pants, but once they're gone he makes no move to strip her completely. Instead he leans over her again, lets his hand creep more purposefully between her legs and slide over that final barrier between skin lightly, just enough pressure to be construed as the teasing he absolutely means it to be.
His eyes flick to her face briefly to gauge her reaction... Though the quirk to his lips suggests he's not quite ready to speed things up unless she asks really nicely.]
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[It's the human contact as much as the physical that he craves, and so he can't really stop himself from the small gestures, little things like brushing his nose against the line of her jaw before pressing his lips there or letting his fingers thread through her hair when they're both spent and exhausted and coming down from that high. If it was just about getting off, he could just as easily do it himself-- without that extra connection it's a bad trip, leaving him worse off than when he started.
He shifts to give her space to wiggle out of her pants, but once they're gone he makes no move to strip her completely. Instead he leans over her again, lets his hand creep more purposefully between her legs and slide over that final barrier between skin lightly, just enough pressure to be construed as the teasing he absolutely means it to be.
His eyes flick to her face briefly to gauge her reaction... Though the quirk to his lips suggests he's not quite ready to speed things up unless she asks really nicely.]