[As soon as she tells him not to, as soon as she speaks those simple words not there -- although there's that other word, too, that 'darling,' which he finds unspeakably charming, which makes him smile a little -- he stops, pulls his hand back, retreating to the relative safety of her shoulder, where she's guided it. If that's what she wants, that's what she'll have.]
Okay.
[It's a simple enough statement, but he feels like there should be more, especially in light of that darling, the intimate way she says it, the completely affectionate tone in her voice, even though he can tell she's nervous, too. There should be something he can say to alleviate that nervousness, shouldn't there?]
What d'you want?
[It's always better to ask, isn't it? Although he doesn't know that she'll be able to articulate exactly what she wants, or maybe she isn't even aware, herself. If she doesn't want him sliding his hand up her skirt, if she doesn't feel that they can be that intimate, what does she want? Maybe she'll be able to guide him, even if she can't say it aloud. Maybe all it requires is more kisses, more time spent making her comfortable. He can do that, he thinks.]
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Okay.
[It's a simple enough statement, but he feels like there should be more, especially in light of that darling, the intimate way she says it, the completely affectionate tone in her voice, even though he can tell she's nervous, too. There should be something he can say to alleviate that nervousness, shouldn't there?]
What d'you want?
[It's always better to ask, isn't it? Although he doesn't know that she'll be able to articulate exactly what she wants, or maybe she isn't even aware, herself. If she doesn't want him sliding his hand up her skirt, if she doesn't feel that they can be that intimate, what does she want? Maybe she'll be able to guide him, even if she can't say it aloud. Maybe all it requires is more kisses, more time spent making her comfortable. He can do that, he thinks.]