❧ Out ❧ Of ❧ Time

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[fliesonfour]

[He kissed her head again; don't shiver, it will alarm him!; and made an appreciative noise at her help.

When he felt aligned with her, he'd push in slowly, still cradling her waist and keeping their foreheads pressed. Only halfway, at first, to make sure she was adjusted, and with a shudder of his own and a low breath.

Admittedly, he had never gone quite so quickly with a woman (aside from one paid, in his youth), and it did feel natural, comfortable, and almost achingly good.]

[cruelpatience]

[Everything with him felt nice and natural... It really didn't seem to need to be any slower... This was somehow a comfortable pace. Don't ask how. As he pushed in and paused halfway, she let out a quiet little whimper. It wasn't a pained sound, but more of a pleased one.

Her arms wrapped around him to keep him close to her and after a moment or so, she nodded her head at him, a whisper for more on her lips.]

[fliesonfour]

[A kiss to her neck then, and he continued to press inside of her to the hilt. The closeness of the embrace only added to the warmth, and he sealed the whisper on her lips with his mouth on hers before he began to move, clutching her hip a little more tightly at the shock of it, moving slowly.]

[cruelpatience]

[Musichetta made another sound against his lips, her own hips moving with his, rocking forward. This was nice, she was more than pleased that she was moving this fast with him...

Especially when it felt so good and right.]

[fliesonfour]

[Theo kissed her again, more gently, excited that she wasn't afraid to join him in those motions, and pressing into her more quickly. His free hand came up to cup against her chest and he nudged her head aside lightly by his nose to press a second kiss to her temple; never one to hurry on too much without tenderness, even if they had only just met.]

[cruelpatience]

[Oh and how she appreciated the tenderness. It was as charming as he was. Shifting and matching those slightly quicker movements, Musichetta allowed her eyes to close as she breathed out a sigh in his ear.]