[His response is immediate and intense, more intense than even he'd been expecting. He gasps, a shudder running through his body as his back arches, pushing himself into her touch.
His back isn't the only thing that arches, though-- on pure instinct, he's arching his hips too, rolling them up against her, wanting more contact in any way possible. His mind is too fuzzy to even be aware of what he's doing... he's never been this sensitive before, never desired anyone as much as he does right now.
His body may want this, but so too does his heart. Every touch, every caress from Elizabeth is stoking a fire within him. He wants to just push her down on the bed and pleasure her until she screams herself hoarse not because of his ego, but because he genuinely wants to make her happy. This is brand-new and frightening and wonderful all at the same time.]
[Action, July 19th]
His back isn't the only thing that arches, though-- on pure instinct, he's arching his hips too, rolling them up against her, wanting more contact in any way possible. His mind is too fuzzy to even be aware of what he's doing... he's never been this sensitive before, never desired anyone as much as he does right now.
His body may want this, but so too does his heart. Every touch, every caress from Elizabeth is stoking a fire within him. He wants to just push her down on the bed and pleasure her until she screams herself hoarse not because of his ego, but because he genuinely wants to make her happy. This is brand-new and frightening and wonderful all at the same time.]