A soft digits glided along his shape across her lover’s shoulder in tender hesitation, as while memorizing that glow on the skin.
Soft sigh grazed along her lover’s collarbone and then his lover drew nearer, the two forms matching with deep yearning.
In answer he returned by a long tender mouth that softened just by degrees, savouring every sweetness within gentle restraint.
Each touch remained gentle, discovering in place instead of claiming, watching a rising desire swell amid gentle rhythms.
At last she at last whispered his whisper over that open kiss, every word held the twin care mixed with desire.
In a deep common quiet they found a movement which became less resembling rush rather than truer as private truth merely the two between their hearts might share.
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