[ maybe he can drive her crazy, yeah, absolutely. he's on the right track. going for the gold there. her knees tighten against his hips, hands sliding in to hold his face like she needs all this contact right now or she'll combust. literally explode! but in a good way. because the way she's kissing him isn't needy-rough, but needy-playful, which are two very different things. because one is bitey and harsh and taketaketake, but this is more subdued, little things just to test the waters and see what's okay and what's too much. she refuses to roll her hips against his at any kind of pace that can be tracked, sure that with rhythm comes a- well, it builds up, doesn't it? constant friction. she can't handle that right now. so she keeps her body steady over his, encouraging friction without pressing for more. she's too focused on kissing him anyway]
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