[He doesn't take it as further reluctance so much as he assumes that there's something she wants to say, something that's on the tip of her tongue that she isn't quite sure she's able to spit out, and he's curious as to what it is, but not so curious that he's willing to press her for it, not when there are so many more important things to do with his mouth other than talk.
It feels romantic, though, although he's not sure whether he's just making that up in his mind or whether they both truly believe that there's romance here, that after knowing each other for such a brief period of time they could really have feelings for each other. But it's undeniable that he feels something, something intense and almost surprising when he looks at her.
And, certainly, when she tangles her hands up in his suspenders, when she pulls him closer, he's already reaching a hand between them to unbutton his shirt the rest of the way, to shrug off his suspenders, to get down to just his undershirt so that they're almost equally undressed. The warmth of her pressing against him is almost more intoxicating than the alcohol he's had so much of tonight has been.
His fingers twine into her hair, not tugging at it, not pulling at it, just running his fingers through it soothingly, as he kisses her.]
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It feels romantic, though, although he's not sure whether he's just making that up in his mind or whether they both truly believe that there's romance here, that after knowing each other for such a brief period of time they could really have feelings for each other. But it's undeniable that he feels something, something intense and almost surprising when he looks at her.
And, certainly, when she tangles her hands up in his suspenders, when she pulls him closer, he's already reaching a hand between them to unbutton his shirt the rest of the way, to shrug off his suspenders, to get down to just his undershirt so that they're almost equally undressed. The warmth of her pressing against him is almost more intoxicating than the alcohol he's had so much of tonight has been.
His fingers twine into her hair, not tugging at it, not pulling at it, just running his fingers through it soothingly, as he kisses her.]