[ He presses his thigh tight against her, rubbing a little, just experimentally, checking how it makes her react.

When she says it's okay to lose control like this, with her, Baby groan helplessly, burying his face in her neck, lips dragging against her skin, his leg moving even more tightly against Isabelle. ]

I feel like I can be exactly who I want to be, with you. [ He whispers into her neck, earnest and endlessly soft. ] Just myself, and you like that. You think it's hot.

[ He lets out a chuckle, and pulls back to look at her again, brushing a hand along her face. ]

There's so much about you I still want to discover.