[ She is quite glad her kiss distracted him, because explaining the logistics of it were just not in her mind, ready for use. She didn't want him to fuss. She just wanted. Wanted him, this, the comfort, the distraction, the feeling of being wanted like this.
She groans into their kiss as he begins to move, thrusting slow but still with enough force to have her shivering. Moments later, her hands are sliding up his back, clinging and holding for leverage so she can arch her back, just enough to try and rock her hips in tandem with his. Evidently, either it didn't take much for him to get her worked up, or she'd been ready a lot sooner than she let on. ]
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She groans into their kiss as he begins to move, thrusting slow but still with enough force to have her shivering. Moments later, her hands are sliding up his back, clinging and holding for leverage so she can arch her back, just enough to try and rock her hips in tandem with his. Evidently, either it didn't take much for him to get her worked up, or she'd been ready a lot sooner than she let on. ]