[ the bridge he can't cross makes more sense now, doesn't sting of rejection or loss. hadn't she struggled, frustrated and coiled up too tight, to give into letting go? she'd nearly cried from the frustration and her own perceived failure. as easy as this is for them physically, they're both so emotionally stunted... after so long making their emotions small for so long, it is no wonder they nearly atrophied.
she leans in and kisses the center of his chest, nose twitching as the wiry hair tickles her cheeks, breathing in deeply. ] I get it.
[ she gets it enough. she licks her lips again, closing her eyes as she rests her forehead against his chest. ]
Can I... [ releasing one hand, she traces her fingers down his ribs. can she touch with her hands if not with her mouth? she doesn't intend to get him off with a handjob, but she is still curious. ]
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[ the bridge he can't cross makes more sense now, doesn't sting of rejection or loss. hadn't she struggled, frustrated and coiled up too tight, to give into letting go? she'd nearly cried from the frustration and her own perceived failure. as easy as this is for them physically, they're both so emotionally stunted... after so long making their emotions small for so long, it is no wonder they nearly atrophied.
she leans in and kisses the center of his chest, nose twitching as the wiry hair tickles her cheeks, breathing in deeply. ] I get it.
[ she gets it enough. she licks her lips again, closing her eyes as she rests her forehead against his chest. ]
Can I... [ releasing one hand, she traces her fingers down his ribs. can she touch with her hands if not with her mouth? she doesn't intend to get him off with a handjob, but she is still curious. ]