[The soft noise he makes sends a pulse down her spine and to the area between her legs and she has to fight against the urge to just start rocking her hips against his, but he is doing her the courtesy of controlling his passion so she has to do the same.]
Have you known long? [She asks, her voice catching a little as he places a soft kiss above her wildly beating heart.]
That I....you know. [Was attracted to him, wanted him, liked him. There are so many ways to finish that sentence.]
[Hearing her breath catch in pleasure makes it hard for him not to indulge further in trying to illicit such sounds from her. It is a reciprocity that has long been absent in his life, this giving and receiving of pleasure from one he feels safe to show such things to. It is a dangerous line upon which they tread and he's careful to stay on the slow side, taking it one step at time to hopefully keep them on a secure path forward.]
I knew a measure of attraction was felt. However, your inner thoughts on it, how deep it goes, I have not dived into your subconscious to tell. If you had a particular dream about it, I did not intrude to witness. I would only do so if a dreamer is in danger, or something is off about it. Occasionally I visit old friends in their dreams. ... and sometimes to nick a bottle of wine or a meal.
[He didn't really bother the dreamers then and make himself known, or at least that is his excuse.]
[Upon mentioning 'particular dreams' her cheeks go red because she was curious if he ever caught sight of some of the dreams she's had about him lately. They haven't been X-rated, those type of thoughts and daydreams she tends to have while she's awake and pleasuring herself, but she has definitely had ones about kissing him. Holding him.]
That's good to know, if only to keep me from feeling extremely embarrassed.
[He can see the rosy glow that comes to her skin. His, of course, does not react quite the same. Paler, more ethereal, he does not naturally blush like humans do. He could manifest such an appearance when feeling embarrassed, but it seems less genuine. It is human and he is not that. It does suit her though, and he reaches out to cup her face, thumb gently stroking against her cheek.]
It pleases me though to hear I have occupied your thoughts. Though I do not sleep, you have occupied mine while I have been in the Dreaming.
[Another little pulse goes through her when he tells her that she has occupied his thoughts, not only is it encouraging but it's also flattering.]
And are all these thoughts that you're having about me...are they PG rated? [She asks coyly, her cheeks still pink but her eyes now carry a mischievous glint and she rocks her hips forward ever so slightly. Teasing him just a bit.]
Had I parents in the human sense, I would most certainly not have asked for their guidance on such thoughts.
[There's a smirk to mirror hers, and on instinct his pelvis arches under her when she rocks, a feeling of heated longing pooling through him. It's hard to hold back from doing more, but hopefully should they continue as they have been, it will be sweeter once they do. He doesn't want this to fail like all the others, and perhaps a slow foundation will better prepare them for any future bumps in the road. Leaning forward he gives her a gentle kiss, one of hunger and promise.]
[I'm thinking maybe we can wrap this one up? Seems a good stopping point! Plus I admit I was eyeing that dancing meme for them, LOL. If you were up for it I could get a starter for us this weekend.]
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Have you known long? [She asks, her voice catching a little as he places a soft kiss above her wildly beating heart.]
That I....you know. [Was attracted to him, wanted him, liked him. There are so many ways to finish that sentence.]
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I knew a measure of attraction was felt. However, your inner thoughts on it, how deep it goes, I have not dived into your subconscious to tell. If you had a particular dream about it, I did not intrude to witness. I would only do so if a dreamer is in danger, or something is off about it. Occasionally I visit old friends in their dreams. ... and sometimes to nick a bottle of wine or a meal.
[He didn't really bother the dreamers then and make himself known, or at least that is his excuse.]
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That's good to know, if only to keep me from feeling extremely embarrassed.
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It pleases me though to hear I have occupied your thoughts. Though I do not sleep, you have occupied mine while I have been in the Dreaming.
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And are all these thoughts that you're having about me...are they PG rated? [She asks coyly, her cheeks still pink but her eyes now carry a mischievous glint and she rocks her hips forward ever so slightly. Teasing him just a bit.]
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[There's a smirk to mirror hers, and on instinct his pelvis arches under her when she rocks, a feeling of heated longing pooling through him. It's hard to hold back from doing more, but hopefully should they continue as they have been, it will be sweeter once they do. He doesn't want this to fail like all the others, and perhaps a slow foundation will better prepare them for any future bumps in the road. Leaning forward he gives her a gentle kiss, one of hunger and promise.]
You're very special to me.
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