[Oh. What was that? The look on Aerith's face when she bites her lip makes Rude feel like his spacious breathable pants are suddenly far to constricting. He welcomes their closeness, but does it again, grinding up against her, wanting to see the pleasure in her eyes again. Why is it so addictive? That could be dangerous.]
Mm, yes. Okay. Simple is good.
[Rude nods once, lips meeting hers more easily, not overthinking so much this time since they've already crossed that line. He hums softly into the kiss, tasting her lips again while his hands move up her stomach to her chest, touching her breasts over the fabric. His thumbs find the points of her nipples, brushing back and forth over them almost innocently like the clothing separating direct contact makes this slightly less vulgar.]
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Mm, yes. Okay. Simple is good.
[Rude nods once, lips meeting hers more easily, not overthinking so much this time since they've already crossed that line. He hums softly into the kiss, tasting her lips again while his hands move up her stomach to her chest, touching her breasts over the fabric. His thumbs find the points of her nipples, brushing back and forth over them almost innocently like the clothing separating direct contact makes this slightly less vulgar.]
Does that feel good?