[ i'll take care of you. he shakes his head. not in disagreement, but in correction.
an ahroun carries the world on her shoulders. wayland knows it well. his mother carries mountains, after all. ]
We'll take care of each other.
[ she's guiding him, and he's settling his hand there at the curve of her waist, feeling as she kisses him again. her lips are so unbearably soft and he hums softly against them. he doesn't know if that's right, but he doesn't care, pressing closer and closer. his fingers slowly ruck up her shirt, just a bit, enough to stroke slowly at her skin, to feel the heat radiating off of it. her leg is weighty over his hip, but perfectly so.
he follows her lead, mimics with swift perfection as he was raised to do. it isn't that wayland is a clumsy virgin, though his hands maybe fumble as they slowly trail over the line of ren's ribs, and maybe he's a bit... enthusiastic with kissing deeper, nose pressed fast into her cheek.
when he catches breath, he laughs a little, nervous, pressing his nose into hers gently. ]
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an ahroun carries the world on her shoulders. wayland knows it well. his mother carries mountains, after all. ]
We'll take care of each other.
[ she's guiding him, and he's settling his hand there at the curve of her waist, feeling as she kisses him again. her lips are so unbearably soft and he hums softly against them. he doesn't know if that's right, but he doesn't care, pressing closer and closer. his fingers slowly ruck up her shirt, just a bit, enough to stroke slowly at her skin, to feel the heat radiating off of it. her leg is weighty over his hip, but perfectly so.
he follows her lead, mimics with swift perfection as he was raised to do. it isn't that wayland is a clumsy virgin, though his hands maybe fumble as they slowly trail over the line of ren's ribs, and maybe he's a bit... enthusiastic with kissing deeper, nose pressed fast into her cheek.
when he catches breath, he laughs a little, nervous, pressing his nose into hers gently. ]
... I like kissin' you.