A warm meal and a quiet night

KIADA curl your hands into fists, and sharpen your nails. She shivers under his touch, feeling his hands trail along her side and settle at her hips. And she presses into him, letting him explore and take his time, not one to rush him right in this very instance. She could stay melting in his arms forever if she wanted to, if it were possible. But the kiss breaks, far sooner than she wants, but as it leads to his own shedding of clothes? She deals with it. She deals with it even more as she presses in toward him again, letting her hands trail along him and the warmth that radiates from him mimicked back in the flush along her neck, along cheeks as she’s pulled into him and melting more and more. Her head tilts away from his a bit, giving him room to press those kisses to her cheek, to her ear – his voice resounding a shiver along her spine, a quiet sound coloring the air just for him. And really? Aside from Korbin, it’s been awhile for her too. And all she wants right now is just him, however way he wanted to give himself to her. So she pulls on him a bit, guiding him with her toward the bed, perhaps walking a bit on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his collarbone and his neck, tender gentle kisses that couldn’t at all explain the electric feeling of butterflies swirling in her stomach. “You.” She replies quietly, pulling away when the backs of her legs brush up against the edge of the bed. “All of you.” Her gaze flickers up to meet his, her hands trailing down his sides once more to the waistband of his pants, trailing even lower to run along the outsides of his thighs as she feels her heartbeat thundering in her chest. She hopes she can convey the feeling that she doesn't care how they give into one another - only that they melt completely with each other after so long of a careful dance, unsure which way it could go, to end up here and already tangled up with one another. the next time a man tells you to smile, show him bloodstained teeth.