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Kansas thought she might worry. But it wasn't as if he'd been around - he had little experience with this, no particularly impressive skill. Last time, the alcohol had taken him away, and he'd felt differently than he did now. More at ease. He was nervous, like she was. Right now, all he wanted was to make her feel... amazing. And he wasn't sure if he could.
But his touches seemed to make her tremble. He felt it subtly, her small body quivering beneath him. Her hand slipped to his neck; as it did, he began to move against her. Just to feel her warmth beneath him. Her tongue touched his, the kiss becoming something else; tender as it was erotic. His reservations were rapidly disappearing. He didn't want this to stop. But he felt tethered to something that scared him, and he stopped kissing her, looking into her eyes and searching for any hint of reluctance. "Are you s-sure? Is this... okay?" His voice was ragged and breathless with desire. Maybe asking her would ruin the intensity of the moment. But he couldn't take her without knowing.
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