[ She lets him, tightening her arms slightly around his shoulders as he shifts them, steadying herself against his solid presence. The comforter is warm and soft under her back and she stretches a bit, luxurious and sensual, her eyes half-lidded and still locked on his face, curious about what he'll choose next, patient to let him but also willing to meet him halfway if it looks like he's about to start having doubts again. ]
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