[ which sounds more lewd than it is, but inej winds up in his lap more often than not when they're relaxing on the couch. he tends to tug her closer, liking wrapping his arms around her to watch television. for someone who initially loathed being touched, he's certainly decided he likes touching her. which inej doesn't mind in the least, because it's him.
she exhales into the kiss at the more firm touch to her chest. everything feels hypersensitive, from a combination of nerves and want. there's a tiny tug of anxiety, in the back of her mind, at the more aggressive touch - not that kaz is being anything but gentle and careful, but it feels a bit more than before.
still, she feels safe. comfortable. and her therapist has told her, over and over, that there would be good days and bad days, and to take advantage of the good days, and to be gentle with herself on the bad days. besides, she deserves the ability to enjoy this. and learning how to enjoy it. doesn't she? ]
What if . . . [ she murmurs against his lips, kissing the corner of his mouth before shifting to kiss his jawline, edging toward his neck. ] We just skip breakfast, and exploring the gardens, and spend our entire vacation in bed.
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Date: 2020-11-28 05:54 pm (UTC)[ which sounds more lewd than it is, but inej winds up in his lap more often than not when they're relaxing on the couch. he tends to tug her closer, liking wrapping his arms around her to watch television. for someone who initially loathed being touched, he's certainly decided he likes touching her. which inej doesn't mind in the least, because it's him.
she exhales into the kiss at the more firm touch to her chest. everything feels hypersensitive, from a combination of nerves and want. there's a tiny tug of anxiety, in the back of her mind, at the more aggressive touch - not that kaz is being anything but gentle and careful, but it feels a bit more than before.
still, she feels safe. comfortable. and her therapist has told her, over and over, that there would be good days and bad days, and to take advantage of the good days, and to be gentle with herself on the bad days. besides, she deserves the ability to enjoy this. and learning how to enjoy it. doesn't she? ]
What if . . . [ she murmurs against his lips, kissing the corner of his mouth before shifting to kiss his jawline, edging toward his neck. ] We just skip breakfast, and exploring the gardens, and spend our entire vacation in bed.
[ in this moment, it sounds absolutely divine. ]