[ Apparently, any form of talking about them, what needs to happen now, boundaries and other related matters is going to take a backseat to this newfound desire. Because rushing into the physical stuff is always a good idea, right?
Ashe is pretty sure that she’s never felt such a strong rush of warmth to her cheeks. Not in a long time, that is. Just when she feels as though her face can’t get any redder, something else happens, only increasing that warmth.
That guiding touch of her other hand to Satya’s waist is definitely what does it and that nibble to her lower lip only draws her in further. She’s more than happy to oblige the other woman's silent wish to be held. In fact, it’s going to take everything she has in her not to allow her hands to wander where they shouldn’t (not yet, anyway). But, she finds that the feeling of her skin underneath her hands is something she wants more of. ]
Good. [ Her voice is softer; quiet and trailing off as she returns Satya’s kiss all too happily. One hand slowly moves up Satya’s spine, a couple of her fingers catching on the hem of her shirt. It’s a shame when clothes get in the way of intimacy, isn’t it? More so when she knows that things shouldn’t be progressing this quickly even as much as she wants them to.
So much for taking it slow, Ashe.
Instead of sliding her fingers up the back of her shirt like she wants to, she gently runs both hands down her bare sides, continuing to marvel at the warmth and softness of her skin. She finally rests them on the curve of her hips; and that only ends up being her new favorite place for her hands to be. It's interesting what one might take more notice of by touch alone; for instance, Satya has a amazing body.
After a while, she pulls back just enough to break their kiss and moves on further; to her chin, the edge of her jaw, underneath her jaw and then her neck. Both of her hands slide around to her back, keeping her pressed close as she gives her skin a few experimental nips with her teeth; gently. Carefully. Cognizant enough to gauge her reaction and willing to stop if she so much as flinches. ]
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Date: 2019-05-10 05:39 am (UTC)Ashe is pretty sure that she’s never felt such a strong rush of warmth to her cheeks. Not in a long time, that is. Just when she feels as though her face can’t get any redder, something else happens, only increasing that warmth.
That guiding touch of her other hand to Satya’s waist is definitely what does it and that nibble to her lower lip only draws her in further. She’s more than happy to oblige the other woman's silent wish to be held. In fact, it’s going to take everything she has in her not to allow her hands to wander where they shouldn’t (not yet, anyway). But, she finds that the feeling of her skin underneath her hands is something she wants more of. ]
Good. [ Her voice is softer; quiet and trailing off as she returns Satya’s kiss all too happily. One hand slowly moves up Satya’s spine, a couple of her fingers catching on the hem of her shirt. It’s a shame when clothes get in the way of intimacy, isn’t it? More so when she knows that things shouldn’t be progressing this quickly even as much as she wants them to.
So much for taking it slow, Ashe.
Instead of sliding her fingers up the back of her shirt like she wants to, she gently runs both hands down her bare sides, continuing to marvel at the warmth and softness of her skin. She finally rests them on the curve of her hips; and that only ends up being her new favorite place for her hands to be. It's interesting what one might take more notice of by touch alone; for instance, Satya has a amazing body.
After a while, she pulls back just enough to break their kiss and moves on further; to her chin, the edge of her jaw, underneath her jaw and then her neck. Both of her hands slide around to her back, keeping her pressed close as she gives her skin a few experimental nips with her teeth; gently. Carefully. Cognizant enough to gauge her reaction and willing to stop if she so much as flinches. ]