That comes as easy as anything. His lips tug a little higher, as he gently tips her head to meet him as he leans in. He can feel the faint tremble of her warm lips against his, the sweetness of her skin slowly flooding his senses. The thrum of her pulse close at hand, reassuring rather than distracting.
He's mindful, still, when his free hand cups her hip and draws her in closer against him. Though there's little warmth to him, his hold is firm, and soon? She'll be warm enough for the both of them.
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That comes as easy as anything. His lips tug a little higher, as he gently tips her head to meet him as he leans in. He can feel the faint tremble of her warm lips against his, the sweetness of her skin slowly flooding his senses. The thrum of her pulse close at hand, reassuring rather than distracting.
He's mindful, still, when his free hand cups her hip and draws her in closer against him. Though there's little warmth to him, his hold is firm, and soon? She'll be warm enough for the both of them.