[Gai is a bit better about regaining his composure than she is thanks to years of discipline and training; a few moments of deep breaths later and he's back enough to grin at her, shaky though it is.]
That means I'm doing something right.
[Her brain doesn't seem to be functioning quite yet, so he'll just help her, slipping an arm around her back to help ease her down against the pillows.]
We'll need to get those off...
[And by "those" he means her drawers, which... will definitely need a washing tomorrow. He is quite proud of that fact, because he is an eighteen-year-old boy with a considerable ego where things like that are concerned.
He leans down to kiss her, just soft and deep and slow, and his hands move to start inching that fabric down over her hips.]
[Action, July 19th]
That means I'm doing something right.
[Her brain doesn't seem to be functioning quite yet, so he'll just help her, slipping an arm around her back to help ease her down against the pillows.]
We'll need to get those off...
[And by "those" he means her drawers, which... will definitely need a washing tomorrow. He is quite proud of that fact, because he is an eighteen-year-old boy with a considerable ego where things like that are concerned.
He leans down to kiss her, just soft and deep and slow, and his hands move to start inching that fabric down over her hips.]