[ Ordinary to other people, maybe— to Bruce it's still something unique and exciting, something new. A funny thing, finding such a thrill in this when they've done much kinkier and more daring things. Maybe it's just that he's not used to it, that he hasn't done anything like it. The novelty of it all. He'd never even thought about doing something like this before, and now he's starting to think that he was missing out.
Or not. It's probably more exciting that it comes out of nowhere like this. ]
It is. [ She barely has to wait for the answer, soft and warm and a little breathless. He nods and tips his head back for a moment, offering more of his neck to her, then drops it lower again so he can look into her eyes, hopefully clear enough even in the dark. ] It's very okay.
[ He kisses her briefly, then again, lingering, hands sliding up her back, bunching up the fabric of her blouse. Much like her, he can't even bother to think or worry about what would happen if someone did walk in on them, though he's still keenly aware of that possibility, and somehow it only turns keeping quiet into even more of a challenge. ]
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Or not. It's probably more exciting that it comes out of nowhere like this. ]
It is. [ She barely has to wait for the answer, soft and warm and a little breathless. He nods and tips his head back for a moment, offering more of his neck to her, then drops it lower again so he can look into her eyes, hopefully clear enough even in the dark. ] It's very okay.
[ He kisses her briefly, then again, lingering, hands sliding up her back, bunching up the fabric of her blouse. Much like her, he can't even bother to think or worry about what would happen if someone did walk in on them, though he's still keenly aware of that possibility, and somehow it only turns keeping quiet into even more of a challenge. ]