[He does his best to not think about what she did or didn't do. Just as he does his best to not think about what he did. All that matters for him is the present now, the feeling of her body against his, the emotions that they had been hiding for so long like stupids...
Still, when she says that... When she confesses about her inexperience, he's shocked. It makes him pause and lean back in order to get a better look at her face, his expression betraying his surprise and slight confusion. He had been sure that she had done it, if not on the island maybe before with Aya. Back when they broke up he had been so sure that she wanted that level of intimacy right away that it made sense to think that. But she hadn't and now she's there, saying that she wants him.
As the idea settles in, there's a wide wave of relief in him. She hasn't given herself to anybody. Until now.
There's a loud sound, a growl and it takes him a moment to realize that he is the one who produced it. He was used to growling in annoyance or anger, but this time the sound was different, filled with desire and possessiveness. He leans forward once more, only pausing for a second, right as their lips brush.]
I love you.
[Finally, he closes the gap and kisses her. Despite his desire, despite the frustration and urging, the kiss is slow and almost lazy, but also deep. His tongue is begging for entrance in her mouth right away, determined to get a long and slow taste of her. Despite that, the way he keeps pressing her against him makes clear that he's very "hungry".]
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Still, when she says that... When she confesses about her inexperience, he's shocked. It makes him pause and lean back in order to get a better look at her face, his expression betraying his surprise and slight confusion. He had been sure that she had done it, if not on the island maybe before with Aya. Back when they broke up he had been so sure that she wanted that level of intimacy right away that it made sense to think that. But she hadn't and now she's there, saying that she wants him.
As the idea settles in, there's a wide wave of relief in him. She hasn't given herself to anybody. Until now.
There's a loud sound, a growl and it takes him a moment to realize that he is the one who produced it. He was used to growling in annoyance or anger, but this time the sound was different, filled with desire and possessiveness. He leans forward once more, only pausing for a second, right as their lips brush.]
I love you.
[Finally, he closes the gap and kisses her. Despite his desire, despite the frustration and urging, the kiss is slow and almost lazy, but also deep. His tongue is begging for entrance in her mouth right away, determined to get a long and slow taste of her. Despite that, the way he keeps pressing her against him makes clear that he's very "hungry".]