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It is uncharted territory.
The actions they are both undertaking in this secluded cavern have nothing to do with responsibility. Inexperience makes for delightful discovery.
The soft hesitancy of his lips, timid exploration becoming increasing boldness, thrilling press of his body against hers… disrupts the steady flow of thought, as breathing becomes erratic.
It's difficult to know what to do, without guidance and only instinct.
The hole below his throat makes her wonder if that's why his shirt has a high collar, so it doesn't get too drafty.
She asks him.
The sound of honest laughter is a pleasurable caress.
