( for a moment she's mesmerized by the lithe swipe of his tongue out to prod against pad of her fingertip, lips parting just so to let way to a quiet sigh, iris' blooming to a wild, black pool. she has enough wherewithal to keep from letting them fully get there, however tempted she may be, she doesn't want to be anywhere they may be interrupted. doesn't want to be anywhere she'd have to share his sounds; she wanted those selfishly to herself.
his reply pulls a shy, but wide-brimming smile to her lips, as if it were even a foolish question to have asked. that's the way they operated, not as much consent as it was ensuring every move, every touch was what the other wanted. and there was nothing, currently, that she could think of that she desired more. ) Was hoping you might say that.
( a murmur, hands intertwined as they weave back through the interior of the bedouin tent, teeth sinking to lips the moment he pulls one of those secluded curtains to the side, revealing a bohemian, private little area. there's something endearing to it, something warm, snickering at the awe spotted on his features as she glances up at him, giving a little tug to his hand to lead him toward the large, cozily-comforted bed. )
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his reply pulls a shy, but wide-brimming smile to her lips, as if it were even a foolish question to have asked. that's the way they operated, not as much consent as it was ensuring every move, every touch was what the other wanted. and there was nothing, currently, that she could think of that she desired more. ) Was hoping you might say that.
( a murmur, hands intertwined as they weave back through the interior of the bedouin tent, teeth sinking to lips the moment he pulls one of those secluded curtains to the side, revealing a bohemian, private little area. there's something endearing to it, something warm, snickering at the awe spotted on his features as she glances up at him, giving a little tug to his hand to lead him toward the large, cozily-comforted bed. )