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She gave him a smile, pressing her forehead against his gently before softly pulling up the hem of his shirt, stopping about halfway across his ribs.
She brightened, sitting up a little. "Really?"
"Yes," she said, clearly pleased that she had gotten her point across. "And, well... like I said. Unexplored territory. I'm intrigued."
"Yes," she agreed, reaching up and brushing her fingers through his hair gently. "And you saw me too. But I was trying to avoid eye contact...
She laughed a little, reaching up and kissing him gently. "I don't have to. I'm just curious."
When she looked up at him, he would see that there wasn't any lust or desire behind her gaze. There was affection and sweet curiosity, and she...
She looked up at him cheerfully, her fingers brushing the hem of his shirt. “I love you too,” she replied easily. “Can I move this?”
“That’s true,” she allowed before pulling away, curious tracing that line on his chest towards his stomach. “You’ve been very forgiving.”
“Mmhm,” she said, finding the line along his sternum and following it, kissing him softly. “You don’t like me to touch your chest.”
She visibly brightened, her ears perking up and her hand coming up to caress his cheek. “That’s new,” she mused before going down and kissing his...
She paused, tilting her head curiously before leaning in and kissing his jaw. “Don’t you?”
She laughed, settling down. She was practically lying on him at this point, watching him thoughtfully. “You let me touch your chest,” she said...
She didn’t pull away too far, her eyes wide and awake. She was breathless, that soft pink flush across the bridge of her nose. “I love you too,”...
He would feel her pause in surprise, her hand tentative and gentle as she felt his heart beating. She didn’t pull away, though, and didn’t break...
She leaned into the kiss, moving closer to him. One of her hands ran through his hair, a little more urgency in her touch as he deepened the kiss....
Her flush deepened and she made a small noise of surprise before relaxing and kissing him back, her hand coming up to run through his hair gently.
She flushed, tilting her head playfully. “I love you too,” she told him.
"You said 'now'," she corrected, reaching up and brushing his bottom lip with her thumb. "That isn't 'I love you'."
She looked up at him in surprise, her whole face brightening. "That's the first time you've said it first."
She seemed pleased with this, her ears perking up a little before she resumed. True to her word, she didn't even brush his chest, her hands...
