[ ... Maybe it's because she's so closely focused on his face, just as she'd promised, but just as he's able to see the gradual welling up of uncertainty in her, there's no way for her to miss the shifting of his expression, the way his breath catches, his voice drops into something low and... not quite a murmur, but...
Ah. So he's nervous, too. Something about it is a little reassuring but as she looks up at him, she feels an unexpected bloom of fondness in her chest as well. Anyone would think she was a lunatic to - well, they'd think she was a lunatic for getting in so over her head to begin with. But to be sat here, her fingers wrapped around him, knowing exactly what sort of beast she's allowed to take ownership of her and to still have even the fleeting thought that - Oh. He really is cute like this.
There's definitely something wrong with her. ]
Like this...?
[ She'd have expected the scaled underside to be less sensitive, come to think of it. Good job she asked. But following his direction, she starts to slowly slide her fingers along his length, her grip still loose and a little tentative. Her fingers trail over ridged, smooth scales and she wonders just for a second what they'd feel like inside her.
...Then she immediately dismisses the thought. Seriously, there's no way...! ]
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Ah. So he's nervous, too. Something about it is a little reassuring but as she looks up at him, she feels an unexpected bloom of fondness in her chest as well. Anyone would think she was a lunatic to - well, they'd think she was a lunatic for getting in so over her head to begin with. But to be sat here, her fingers wrapped around him, knowing exactly what sort of beast she's allowed to take ownership of her and to still have even the fleeting thought that - Oh. He really is cute like this.
There's definitely something wrong with her. ]
Like this...?
[ She'd have expected the scaled underside to be less sensitive, come to think of it. Good job she asked. But following his direction, she starts to slowly slide her fingers along his length, her grip still loose and a little tentative. Her fingers trail over ridged, smooth scales and she wonders just for a second what they'd feel like inside her.
...Then she immediately dismisses the thought. Seriously, there's no way...! ]