[Her initial response is, perhaps, not what he would expect. Her lips curve up once more as she faces him, and Eun lets her fingers draw around the shell of his ear and down his neck.]
I love to see you smile at me.
[Firsts, so many firsts. If she had a list of the first time she's ever kissed him this way, or touched him that or, or let him do the same to her, or something she's said or he's said...her list would be several pages long. Being with him somehow makes her feel as if she is becoming more human and connected.]
I think I--and my wolf--very much enjoyed the way you flipped us over, for starters. It feels as though I have my match in bed, which has opened up new opportunities for me. I like the biting enough that I will be checking for marks next time I'm in front of a mirror. You can grip hard, you can pin me, and I trust you enough to say you can move me and know you wouldn't do anything demeaning with that permission. [Eun leans in, brushing her lips against his gently, considering things, before reaching for his hand and moving it to her breast. She moves his thumb and forefinger to either side of her nipple and adds a little bit of pressure, which in turn makes her shiver.] I love what you do with your mouth here, but I also like this, too. Harder sometimes, in the moment.
[Having told him quite a bit, some of which she thinks he already knows, confirmation of others, and this last bit of volunteered information, she falls quiet to give him an opportunity to respond. To ask questions if he has them.]
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I love to see you smile at me.
[Firsts, so many firsts. If she had a list of the first time she's ever kissed him this way, or touched him that or, or let him do the same to her, or something she's said or he's said...her list would be several pages long. Being with him somehow makes her feel as if she is becoming more human and connected.]
I think I--and my wolf--very much enjoyed the way you flipped us over, for starters. It feels as though I have my match in bed, which has opened up new opportunities for me. I like the biting enough that I will be checking for marks next time I'm in front of a mirror. You can grip hard, you can pin me, and I trust you enough to say you can move me and know you wouldn't do anything demeaning with that permission. [Eun leans in, brushing her lips against his gently, considering things, before reaching for his hand and moving it to her breast. She moves his thumb and forefinger to either side of her nipple and adds a little bit of pressure, which in turn makes her shiver.] I love what you do with your mouth here, but I also like this, too. Harder sometimes, in the moment.
[Having told him quite a bit, some of which she thinks he already knows, confirmation of others, and this last bit of volunteered information, she falls quiet to give him an opportunity to respond. To ask questions if he has them.]