[They had been taking it slow, and so Eun had let him direct things, let him show her how far he was willing to go and had done nothing to escalate things. She had held back her need and her want, and she had held back the side of her that all too often was assertive. Dominant.
There is no reason to hold back now, and as her fingers play over the muscle of his chest, brushing past his nipples as well, she pulls back to look him in the eyes. The wolf rises in her gaze, and Eun's fingernails rake lightly over his skin.]
When I'm ready, I will.
[But first, she feels that turnabout is fair play. While Asil had enjoyed sampling the flesh and curves of her body, Eun hasn't done the same. Her mouth works its way down from his throat to his chest, kissing and sucking where she pleases, and teasing sensitive dips and lines of his abdomen with the tip of her tongue. She does not bother to hide her intentions, which is working her way lower down his body. Perhaps he might have enjoyed if she were to ride him through his underwear, but as Eun indulges in nipping at the soft skin of his side, she doesn't see the point in leaving that garment on any longer. After pressing a final kiss to his abdomen, just above the band of his clothing, she rises up once more to hook her fingers beneath. Lifting, tugging, she pulls the last of his clothing down and away, and lets her fingertips trail down the newly exposed skin at the crease of his thigh. It is not, perhaps, where he wants her hand at the moment, but Eun has a particular fondness for the sensitivity of that soft space and its proximity to things that draw her attention.
Her eyes lift to meet his once more, watching his face as her hand travels inward and gently encircles and strokes him.]
no subject
There is no reason to hold back now, and as her fingers play over the muscle of his chest, brushing past his nipples as well, she pulls back to look him in the eyes. The wolf rises in her gaze, and Eun's fingernails rake lightly over his skin.]
When I'm ready, I will.
[But first, she feels that turnabout is fair play. While Asil had enjoyed sampling the flesh and curves of her body, Eun hasn't done the same. Her mouth works its way down from his throat to his chest, kissing and sucking where she pleases, and teasing sensitive dips and lines of his abdomen with the tip of her tongue. She does not bother to hide her intentions, which is working her way lower down his body. Perhaps he might have enjoyed if she were to ride him through his underwear, but as Eun indulges in nipping at the soft skin of his side, she doesn't see the point in leaving that garment on any longer. After pressing a final kiss to his abdomen, just above the band of his clothing, she rises up once more to hook her fingers beneath. Lifting, tugging, she pulls the last of his clothing down and away, and lets her fingertips trail down the newly exposed skin at the crease of his thigh. It is not, perhaps, where he wants her hand at the moment, but Eun has a particular fondness for the sensitivity of that soft space and its proximity to things that draw her attention.
Her eyes lift to meet his once more, watching his face as her hand travels inward and gently encircles and strokes him.]