[That's really all he'd wanted to hear; a vocal desire for this, and he knows that it embarrasses her to say it, that admitting out loud that she wants this, too, is not the kind of thing that probably comes naturally to her, or ever would occur to her. But she's said it now, and she's made that little "oh" of pleasure, which encourages him almost as much as her words do.
So there's really only one thing left to do, and there's no way he can hide just how excited he is that he's finally getting to do it -- still, though, his movements are slow and gentle as he presses into her, not wanting to hurt her, not wanting any reason for this to be unpleasant for her.
And he certainly can't help the deep intake of breath he makes when he's finally buried deep inside of her, one of his hands braced on her hip -- though not the one with the bruise -- and his other hand cupping her cheek again, leaning down for a kiss even as he begins a leisurely, steady rhythm with his hips.
As always, in situations like these, when he feels so damn good and he wants to make the other person feel so damn good, he has the desire to babble, to say everything that comes to mind, but much of that would come out far too profane for her apparently delicate ears, so through some effort (and by quite literally biting his lip for a moment) he manages to stay quiet.]
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So there's really only one thing left to do, and there's no way he can hide just how excited he is that he's finally getting to do it -- still, though, his movements are slow and gentle as he presses into her, not wanting to hurt her, not wanting any reason for this to be unpleasant for her.
And he certainly can't help the deep intake of breath he makes when he's finally buried deep inside of her, one of his hands braced on her hip -- though not the one with the bruise -- and his other hand cupping her cheek again, leaning down for a kiss even as he begins a leisurely, steady rhythm with his hips.
As always, in situations like these, when he feels so damn good and he wants to make the other person feel so damn good, he has the desire to babble, to say everything that comes to mind, but much of that would come out far too profane for her apparently delicate ears, so through some effort (and by quite literally biting his lip for a moment) he manages to stay quiet.]