Zavien
His fingers were light, skimming and delicate over her skin as he lifted her shirt to toss it aside. Zavien took a deep breath as they parted, like a man coming up for air, preparing to dive deeper the moment his head dipped below the surface. And when they met again, it was with renewed affection, as if they'd been apart for more than a heartbeat, drinking her in better than any fine liquor.
Although unskilled with the removal of bras, he gave it a valiant effort, his determination and calm demeanor giving the impression that he might have more experience than expected; but as his fingers met the clasp, they fumbled and fidgeted, trying and failing to figure out the mechanism while he smiled a laugh into their kiss. In the midst of all the sensual trailing of skin and sucking of lips, it felt silly to get tripped up over something. Just as he was about to give up, it gave way, falling down her front where he caught and discarded it somewhere irrelevant, the strap nearly catching on his arm.
Palms fell back to her waist, one curling around to her spine as he pulled her closer. Only once she was securely braced against him did Zavien shift them in the pillow nest, partially rolling onto his knees, Soh hanging below him so he could lower her softly into the cushioned embrace of the pillows. He planted another lingering kiss on her lips, achingly tender as he pulled back long enough to strip off his own shirt, then resumed his adoring ministrations along her mouth. The kiss was broken into smaller, momentary brushes as he began trailing them off to the side of her neck.
Although unskilled with the removal of bras, he gave it a valiant effort, his determination and calm demeanor giving the impression that he might have more experience than expected; but as his fingers met the clasp, they fumbled and fidgeted, trying and failing to figure out the mechanism while he smiled a laugh into their kiss. In the midst of all the sensual trailing of skin and sucking of lips, it felt silly to get tripped up over something. Just as he was about to give up, it gave way, falling down her front where he caught and discarded it somewhere irrelevant, the strap nearly catching on his arm.
Palms fell back to her waist, one curling around to her spine as he pulled her closer. Only once she was securely braced against him did Zavien shift them in the pillow nest, partially rolling onto his knees, Soh hanging below him so he could lower her softly into the cushioned embrace of the pillows. He planted another lingering kiss on her lips, achingly tender as he pulled back long enough to strip off his own shirt, then resumed his adoring ministrations along her mouth. The kiss was broken into smaller, momentary brushes as he began trailing them off to the side of her neck.
If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.
start paving another.
