[God, she might drive him mad. With her small, experimental touches and the mental images she’s crafting in his head. You could sodomize me.
And yet, in stark contrast to that, the way she takes his hand feels gentle; the request that truly moves to the forefront is that of a kiss, and for some reason, that warms him beyond the aching need of his body. Sholmes dips down to catch her lips against his—just a brief thing—before responding.]
You may kiss me as many times and you like, and I may return the favor.
[Still holding onto her hand, he steps aside and tugs her gently, almost playfully, in the direction of the bed.]
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And yet, in stark contrast to that, the way she takes his hand feels gentle; the request that truly moves to the forefront is that of a kiss, and for some reason, that warms him beyond the aching need of his body. Sholmes dips down to catch her lips against his—just a brief thing—before responding.]
You may kiss me as many times and you like, and I may return the favor.
[Still holding onto her hand, he steps aside and tugs her gently, almost playfully, in the direction of the bed.]