Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8723280-20140419193959/@comment-11588669-20140421233553

He groaned silently. How did such little contact feel so damned good? Pulses of heat emitted from him, traveling up his spine. Shocks of pleasure traveled through every nerve. Every sense was hyper alert, every feeling magnified. He could feel her breath on his skin, how soft her body was, every curve and supple feminine shape pressed against him. And he heard her stammer. Worry caused him to pause, and he looked down with a questioning gaze, arms delving behind her back to press her closer against him. No words needed to be spoked: his face and actions spoke them for him.

He was concerned. The closeness was meant to be more of a comfort than anything to gain pleasure. And while it seemed she liked it, it also seemed that she didn't. And odd thing, but...he wasn't entirely satisfied with just the physical himself. But the way he was reacting...involuntarily, his hips shifted again. And he exhaled sharply, his breath hitching. She was much, much closer. And that meant he felt a lot more...