This was possibly the most intense reaction he had gotten from her so far. The way she moved and vocalized the pleasure? This had to be it. Why, he wondered, did he look for other, subtler ways when this was so clear?
Fingers dug slightly, applying pressure, massaging under the clothes she wore. Size, perhaps strangely, had not ever entered his mind. It was nothing he mided, big or small. It was just how she was... and he had fallen for everything over time, but more recently over what he had discovered she felt for him.
...just how important he was to her, most likely first as teammate, but then as much more.
He was discovering that new feeling, her still-covered breasts firm but still yielding under his touch. He dove down then even as his hands continued mapping out the two mounds, and glaimed her lips in a slow kiss, wanting to drink up all her feelings, taste how different her own pleasure was from his, or just how similar.
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Fingers dug slightly, applying pressure, massaging under the clothes she wore.
Size, perhaps strangely, had not ever entered his mind. It was nothing he mided, big or small. It was just how she was... and he had fallen for everything over time, but more recently over what he had discovered she felt for him.
...just how important he was to her, most likely first as teammate, but then as much more.
He was discovering that new feeling, her still-covered breasts firm but still yielding under his touch. He dove down then even as his hands continued mapping out the two mounds, and glaimed her lips in a slow kiss, wanting to drink up all her feelings, taste how different her own pleasure was from his, or just how similar.