We're just looking at one another, both wondering where this will go next is my guess, when she hugs me. The smell of sex is in the air and she's clinging to me so tight I imagine I can feel her heartbeat pressed against my skin. And yet... And then...
And then she thanks me. I blink at her, grasping for some sarcastic comment to brush it all away, but nothing comes immediately to mind.
"What next?" I look down at her, letting her place my hand on her breast, and shake my head. For a moment it's all I can think to do, because I don't think I've ever been in the situation. Or, to the point, I don't think I've ever noticed, ever given a damn. Hmm.
"Whatever you want," is what I finally decide on, other hand on the curve of her waist. It's a little hint of madness; it's quite obvious what next, isn't it? And still, she looks so lost now, so unsure, that I... Well, I just don't know.
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Date: 2012-01-20 08:19 am (UTC)And then she thanks me. I blink at her, grasping for some sarcastic comment to brush it all away, but nothing comes immediately to mind.
"What next?" I look down at her, letting her place my hand on her breast, and shake my head. For a moment it's all I can think to do, because I don't think I've ever been in the situation. Or, to the point, I don't think I've ever noticed, ever given a damn. Hmm.
"Whatever you want," is what I finally decide on, other hand on the curve of her waist. It's a little hint of madness; it's quite obvious what next, isn't it? And still, she looks so lost now, so unsure, that I... Well, I just don't know.