[ There's a pause when he asks her that question, breath stilling for a moment before she reaches, placing a hand over his and leaning into it - nuzzling palm and pressing a brief kiss to hand. She appreciates his kind words - the gentleness of it all. It's only one reason out of many on why she trusted him so much with something like this. ] I'm sure. [ Actions speak louder than words, she's sure - but she knows that it's better for her to say it - for his sake. ]
... I want to take this step with you. But, if there's something you don't want me to do - you should tell me, too.
[ Even so, if they're really going to do this... she isn't going to stop asking him if he's alright with this. She wants him to be comfortable, after all. ]
I'll tell you. But... [For a long moment, he's quiet, staring at her softly, squeezing his fingers back at her hips just as softly, like he's trying to decide what he wants to say or how he wants to say it.] ...I want to do everything with you.
[His hands pull her hips forward, sliding her along his lap closer, against his front. They loop back and up, following the curve of her to her shoulder blades, and gently, without words, he asks her to bend down closer to him. Tips his head back, half-lids his eyes, and parts his lips.
When she comes down, he'll kiss her. Timid at the very start, and then easy, and then, getting swept away more quickly than he thinks, the kiss is hungry. It isn't aggressive or savage, but it is hungry. Craving. Intimate. He almost gets lost in it, refusing to part, though finally he pulls back enough to drag his lips instead over her jaw and down her neck. On the top of her breastbone between the clavicles, right where the peak of the kimono folds, he places a kiss.]
[ Aqua feels the same way, she wants to share everything with Terra - do everything with him. They've become so close, and now... it feels like they're about to deepen their bond in the most intimate way possible.
Hands slide against hips, and she can't help but shiver lightly at the sensation, shifting closer. She wraps an arm around neck, fingers gently tangling themselves in messy, brunet-colored hair. She responds to the kiss eagerly, pushing against those lips, yet she keeps it in the same pace as Terra does - gentle, but needy, wanting, and longing. She sighs when he breaks it, wanting to kiss him again immediately - but finds herself pleasantly surprised when she feels lips trailing down to neck. Head shifts, giving him better access.
His lips feel rough - but gentle, soft, and warm - and all she wants to do is return those affections, yet get lost in everything's he's offering as well.
But then he asks if he can continue - and she can't help but stop. Nerves make her hesitant, but... anticipation is what ultimately makes her nod her head. ]
Mm. [Briefly, he tips his head back to peer up at her, to be sure what she says matches how she looks. He's glad it does, that she doesn't have any troubling reservations.] Yeah.
Go ahead.
[In the end, he's a dude, so of course he doesn't mind if she wants to peel him out of everything. Not her.
He does the same. Behind her back, he twists his fingers up and fumbles carefully with the belt, loosening it, untying it, letting it drop around the tops of her thighs until he pulls it away and slips it to the floor. She doesn't open to him suddenly and blindingly. He unwraps her like a gift, a little timid, mostly careful. He peels the kimono apart near the collar, pressing it back over her shoulders.
His lips follow the reveal, soft, brushing kisses from the center top of her chest out toward her arm, following the line of her collar bone. It's a good way to ease into it, since when he leans away a bit to look at her fully, his face is swarmed by burgundy heat. For a moment, he feels almost light-headed with arousal.]
[ While his hands work to undress her, she does the same. It's funny how... this doesn't feel uncomfortable or awkward at all. It's new, but there's no one she feels like she knows better than Terra. Who else but him to share something like this with? Still, there's something alluring in itself when they both take the time to strip one another. Even when the kimono is peeled off, she doesn't feel cold. Terra's so warm. Her own fingers work to unsecure Terra's outfit. She doesn't realize that she's holding her breath until she slides clothing off shoulders, taking him in.
The kisses on her skin are warm, and she can't help but push herself a little closer - her own lips meeting the top of head as he moves downwards - her hands moving to shoulders, fingers sliding downwards to take in finely-defined muscles on his back. Her face is heated, eyes glazed over with need.
She smiles at his words. It's... sweet, really. Terra's always been that way. Her tone is light, filled with happiness. ]
I'm not the only one. [ Maybe it's a little strange to describe him as such, but... she means it. ]
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... I want to take this step with you. But, if there's something you don't want me to do - you should tell me, too.
[ Even so, if they're really going to do this... she isn't going to stop asking him if he's alright with this. She wants him to be comfortable, after all. ]
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[His hands pull her hips forward, sliding her along his lap closer, against his front. They loop back and up, following the curve of her to her shoulder blades, and gently, without words, he asks her to bend down closer to him. Tips his head back, half-lids his eyes, and parts his lips.
When she comes down, he'll kiss her. Timid at the very start, and then easy, and then, getting swept away more quickly than he thinks, the kiss is hungry. It isn't aggressive or savage, but it is hungry. Craving. Intimate. He almost gets lost in it, refusing to part, though finally he pulls back enough to drag his lips instead over her jaw and down her neck. On the top of her breastbone between the clavicles, right where the peak of the kimono folds, he places a kiss.]
Is it... okay if I... take it off?
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Hands slide against hips, and she can't help but shiver lightly at the sensation, shifting closer. She wraps an arm around neck, fingers gently tangling themselves in messy, brunet-colored hair. She responds to the kiss eagerly, pushing against those lips, yet she keeps it in the same pace as Terra does - gentle, but needy, wanting, and longing. She sighs when he breaks it, wanting to kiss him again immediately - but finds herself pleasantly surprised when she feels lips trailing down to neck. Head shifts, giving him better access.
His lips feel rough - but gentle, soft, and warm - and all she wants to do is return those affections, yet get lost in everything's he's offering as well.
But then he asks if he can continue - and she can't help but stop. Nerves make her hesitant, but... anticipation is what ultimately makes her nod her head. ]
It's okay, but -- can I do the same?
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Go ahead.
[In the end, he's a dude, so of course he doesn't mind if she wants to peel him out of everything. Not her.
He does the same. Behind her back, he twists his fingers up and fumbles carefully with the belt, loosening it, untying it, letting it drop around the tops of her thighs until he pulls it away and slips it to the floor. She doesn't open to him suddenly and blindingly. He unwraps her like a gift, a little timid, mostly careful. He peels the kimono apart near the collar, pressing it back over her shoulders.
His lips follow the reveal, soft, brushing kisses from the center top of her chest out toward her arm, following the line of her collar bone. It's a good way to ease into it, since when he leans away a bit to look at her fully, his face is swarmed by burgundy heat. For a moment, he feels almost light-headed with arousal.]
You're... beautiful.
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The kisses on her skin are warm, and she can't help but push herself a little closer - her own lips meeting the top of head as he moves downwards - her hands moving to shoulders, fingers sliding downwards to take in finely-defined muscles on his back. Her face is heated, eyes glazed over with need.
She smiles at his words. It's... sweet, really. Terra's always been that way. Her tone is light, filled with happiness. ]
I'm not the only one. [ Maybe it's a little strange to describe him as such, but... she means it. ]