[It seems to take an eternity, but finally, the top of her dress is undone, and her back is bared to him, and he has to run his fingers across it again, practically reverently, before she turns around to face him again.
And the way she covers up her breasts when she turns around again, the way she looks so nervous, so... is it scared, or is it simply modest? All of that makes him smile, too, though he hopes his smile doesn't look at all mocking, at all like he's making fun of her. He wants it to be a smile of genuine encouragement, of genuine appreciation, the fact that he's sitting here before her and regarding her and finding her completely perfect -- though, of course, he wouldn't be opposed to her dropping her hands away and letting him see her fully, if that were what she wanted to do.
As soon as she tilts her head up, he's pressing his lips to her own again, catching her chin in his hand, pulling her close, and maybe the kiss is slightly more passionate this time, but there's still something careful about it, as though he's trying to let her know just how much he wants her without scaring her away.]
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And the way she covers up her breasts when she turns around again, the way she looks so nervous, so... is it scared, or is it simply modest? All of that makes him smile, too, though he hopes his smile doesn't look at all mocking, at all like he's making fun of her. He wants it to be a smile of genuine encouragement, of genuine appreciation, the fact that he's sitting here before her and regarding her and finding her completely perfect -- though, of course, he wouldn't be opposed to her dropping her hands away and letting him see her fully, if that were what she wanted to do.
As soon as she tilts her head up, he's pressing his lips to her own again, catching her chin in his hand, pulling her close, and maybe the kiss is slightly more passionate this time, but there's still something careful about it, as though he's trying to let her know just how much he wants her without scaring her away.]