[ That sensation of his voice humming against her sends a heat blooming at her cheeks, her neck, and before long everywhere else. The multitude of layers on the dress she's been put in for all of this suddenly feel so very stifling, between the way he's making her feel and how close he is, and she's helpless against the desire to return his sigh with one of her own as her own tongue moves against his.
Gods, her heart is pounding so loudly in her chest, overflowing with the love they've just spoken into words - the very same that she now wishes to show him in this moment not in words but in the way that her legs press up against his sides just a little, and the way her hands move to mirror his, her touch light on his skin until the tips of her fingers find their way into his hair and then onto the tie that holds it up.
It's then that she has to come up for air, but she doesn't go far; even when she pulls away, her face stays close to his, their lips just barely touching as she pulls the hairtie out of his hair to let it down and says, ]
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Gods, her heart is pounding so loudly in her chest, overflowing with the love they've just spoken into words - the very same that she now wishes to show him in this moment not in words but in the way that her legs press up against his sides just a little, and the way her hands move to mirror his, her touch light on his skin until the tips of her fingers find their way into his hair and then onto the tie that holds it up.
It's then that she has to come up for air, but she doesn't go far; even when she pulls away, her face stays close to his, their lips just barely touching as she pulls the hairtie out of his hair to let it down and says, ]
I like seeing you with your hair down...