[He's almost startled by the abruptness of her reply, but he accepts it and manages to keep his eyes closed in spite of his jolt of surprise.
And then she's kissing him and touching him and it leaves him breathless and dizzy. He's not disappointed by the boundary she sets because he thinks he could be content with just this. Affection and reassurance. He's had so little of it in his life, especially in recent years. It's lack is part of why this part of him exists now in the way that it does.
He leans into her as her fingers caress his abdomen and when he speaks his voice is thick and husky.]
I like it when you touch me. [This feels like the more selfish choice, but this is the more selfish part of him. It's not that he doesn't want to touch her. He does. He's just a little drunk on her attention now. He doesn't want her to stop yet. And on some level he worries that when he's like this he doesn't know how to be as gentle as she deserves, even though he promised her he'd be soft for her.]
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And then she's kissing him and touching him and it leaves him breathless and dizzy. He's not disappointed by the boundary she sets because he thinks he could be content with just this. Affection and reassurance. He's had so little of it in his life, especially in recent years. It's lack is part of why this part of him exists now in the way that it does.
He leans into her as her fingers caress his abdomen and when he speaks his voice is thick and husky.]
I like it when you touch me. [This feels like the more selfish choice, but this is the more selfish part of him. It's not that he doesn't want to touch her. He does. He's just a little drunk on her attention now. He doesn't want her to stop yet. And on some level he worries that when he's like this he doesn't know how to be as gentle as she deserves, even though he promised her he'd be soft for her.]