Now if asked (and forced to answer completely), Syeira wouldn't be able to deny that she'd been thinking ahead to having him well, so that they might kiss like this again, and he could enjoy it. Perhaps a tad selfish, but Arthur has spoiled her in this specific area.
And she feels like she'd been positively deprived these last days, now that his mouth is on hers and his hands touching her in ways that make her skin get warm and sensitive. Even with fabric between them, his touch elicits a soft, needy moan from her, like he's been away from her for years instead of days.
She's in the midst of laying back, to give him, and herself, more access to touch and reacquaint, when she realizes what she's doing. She ends up paused, on one elbow, other hand having snuck around his shoulders to keep him with her. "S-sorry...I'm getting carried away. You must be hungry."
She's trying her best to think of him, except that's exactly what she was already doing, so it's difficult to stop. Even the way she says it sounds like she's not really behind the idea of stopping yet.
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And she feels like she'd been positively deprived these last days, now that his mouth is on hers and his hands touching her in ways that make her skin get warm and sensitive. Even with fabric between them, his touch elicits a soft, needy moan from her, like he's been away from her for years instead of days.
She's in the midst of laying back, to give him, and herself, more access to touch and reacquaint, when she realizes what she's doing. She ends up paused, on one elbow, other hand having snuck around his shoulders to keep him with her. "S-sorry...I'm getting carried away. You must be hungry."
She's trying her best to think of him, except that's exactly what she was already doing, so it's difficult to stop. Even the way she says it sounds like she's not really behind the idea of stopping yet.