[The kisses ignite her all over again, her thighs pressing together for relief from it. Her body already runs hotter than most non-Targaryens, but it feels like her blood is lighting up in response to him. She longs for it to last, but bites back the words in favor of trusting the process. There's always more to him than it first seems.
Helaena smiles, tiling her head for him once more and allowing her eyes to close and focus on the feeling.] Solas... [She sighs his name before it turns into a gasp as his fingers touch her, her hands clenching in surprise where they've rested on his shoulders. She's wetter than she expected, but not embarrassed as she parts her legs for him,] You don't have to play. [Confused, amused again, as if Solas is somehow going off script (because he is) and she's not sure how to get him back on track]
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Helaena smiles, tiling her head for him once more and allowing her eyes to close and focus on the feeling.] Solas... [She sighs his name before it turns into a gasp as his fingers touch her, her hands clenching in surprise where they've rested on his shoulders. She's wetter than she expected, but not embarrassed as she parts her legs for him,] You don't have to play. [Confused, amused again, as if Solas is somehow going off script (because he is) and she's not sure how to get him back on track]