Maybe it was the product of all her time in her prior world. Maybe it was the weird sun today. Might be both... but whatever the case was, the shift of his hips reminded her that it'd been more than a little bit since she'd been truly touched.
She tipped her head and nuzzled in kind with a hum of content- this softie- fingertips giving a laborious drag through his hair, along the scalp. The other ran down his side, swept around the small of his back, trailed lower rather curiously. She wanted more of those little sounds from him.
But her leggings, a simple pair to keep away the cold a little, were officially a burden. The more his hand moved down her body, smoothing over her thigh, the more her mind raced.
cough, ahem, puts up the [NSFW] flag from here on out
She tipped her head and nuzzled in kind with a hum of content- this softie- fingertips giving a laborious drag through his hair, along the scalp. The other ran down his side, swept around the small of his back, trailed lower rather curiously. She wanted more of those little sounds from him.
But her leggings, a simple pair to keep away the cold a little, were officially a burden. The more his hand moved down her body, smoothing over her thigh, the more her mind raced.