[She feels lazy and content, his hands and mouth on her, his fingers in her, feeling as natural as could be. There's no reason for her to feel hurried or anxious or uncomfortable. The pleasure ebbs and flows, a comfortable haze.
Helaena hums, stroking a hand against his head, down his neck, before she pauses, expression contemplative.] ...Can I? [She sits up a little on one elbow, eyes shining with delight. It's not an ask for permission, rather a confirmation that it's even able to happen] So soon?
[it feels like running an experiment, the thrill of discovering something new.]
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Helaena hums, stroking a hand against his head, down his neck, before she pauses, expression contemplative.] ...Can I? [She sits up a little on one elbow, eyes shining with delight. It's not an ask for permission, rather a confirmation that it's even able to happen] So soon?
[it feels like running an experiment, the thrill of discovering something new.]