[ But what of her needs? What of her wants and desires? His own clamor to be fulfilled, but after so long of diminishing himself and putting himself last, if only in his mind, it seems only right that he do what he can to meet her every need and want. Never mind that it seems as though he has already begun to do so. There is always more that can be done.
His hands continue their exploration, as he has not had the chance to feel another in such a way in a very long time. And then a desire to be touched in return arises, but he does his best to push that aside. He is a distasteful creature from his own perspective, and although she has not shied away from him, there is a part of him that still expects her to react with revulsion. ]
Well, I certainly do not require care like this- [ He gestures in the direction of the wound on his back. ] On a daily basis. But I could grow accustomed to having another around that I could care for. Although- I imagine I am not quite so skilled in the art of caring for another as you are. [ Given his relative isolation from others, that is. ]
L- [ He begins to say something, perhaps to ask how he might care for her and see that her needs are met, but then she positions herself in such a way that their hips are touching. What is more, she has shifted her weight and has begun to press herself against him. That surge of desire sweeps over him again, and he finds his hands tightening just slightly around her as if he needs the physical contact to ground him, or else he might be swept away.
Instinctively, he moves his own hips to meet hers so that they are truly pressed against each other. If there was any doubt that he liked this, well, it ought to have been dispelled. ]
Show me how to care for you, Lantaa. [ There is a certain sensual tone in his voice as he tests the waters by slowly rubbing his hips against hers, creating just the slightest bit of friction between them. ] Do you like to be touched like this?
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His hands continue their exploration, as he has not had the chance to feel another in such a way in a very long time. And then a desire to be touched in return arises, but he does his best to push that aside. He is a distasteful creature from his own perspective, and although she has not shied away from him, there is a part of him that still expects her to react with revulsion. ]
Well, I certainly do not require care like this- [ He gestures in the direction of the wound on his back. ] On a daily basis. But I could grow accustomed to having another around that I could care for. Although- I imagine I am not quite so skilled in the art of caring for another as you are. [ Given his relative isolation from others, that is. ]
L- [ He begins to say something, perhaps to ask how he might care for her and see that her needs are met, but then she positions herself in such a way that their hips are touching. What is more, she has shifted her weight and has begun to press herself against him. That surge of desire sweeps over him again, and he finds his hands tightening just slightly around her as if he needs the physical contact to ground him, or else he might be swept away.
Instinctively, he moves his own hips to meet hers so that they are truly pressed against each other. If there was any doubt that he liked this, well, it ought to have been dispelled. ]
Show me how to care for you, Lantaa. [ There is a certain sensual tone in his voice as he tests the waters by slowly rubbing his hips against hers, creating just the slightest bit of friction between them. ] Do you like to be touched like this?