[The sound that she makes when she feels his teeth on her throat should be answer enough, a soft moan rewarded into his ear as she tips her head back further into the flowers, granting him more skin.]
I guess I do...
[She whispers it to him, that trembling carrying into her voice as well, a nervousness beneath that playful hum. Her hands wander down so that they can wrap over his hands clutching her hips, and she presses his fingers into her further, more firmly, her own grip reassuring.]
Don't worry about me. ... I've wanted this for... a while.
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I guess I do...
[She whispers it to him, that trembling carrying into her voice as well, a nervousness beneath that playful hum. Her hands wander down so that they can wrap over his hands clutching her hips, and she presses his fingers into her further, more firmly, her own grip reassuring.]
Don't worry about me. ... I've wanted this for... a while.