And this is all she does for a good while. She pulls back, once more taking his hand. She kicks off her shoes and lays down on the bed, tugging him to her.
He follows, laying down on top of her, kissing her neck and jaw. His shoes are a bit complicated to toe off while walking across the floor... damned laces.
She closes her eyes, enjoying the gentle kisses. This was nice. Different from normal for her. She massages his head with one hand. The shoes she doens't notice at the moment, besides, it's his bed.
He kisses over to one ear, back over her jaw to her lips. It's different, still, but he does it, soft, gentle. It is starting to pull his mind away from the recent memories.
She meets the soft kisses with her own, slowly letting it deepen, her tongue sliding lightly along his. She's not going to push this at all. If he's ready to have sex he'll let her know. And if he doesn't want to that's fine too.
He's kind of dressed for that. One hand carresses his cheek, the other moves to his back, sliding his shirt or whatever he's wearing upwards with it. She'll give him anything he needs, he just has to ask.
She pulls off the shirt, tossing it aside and then presses his shoulders, rolling him over so she's on top. She finally removes the stubborn footwear as well, but the pants stay on. She lets her fingers slide over his chest gently before kissing him again.
He sighs and relaxes some under her touch, pushing his fingers into her hair; kissing her. His hands slide down and beneath her shirt, touching the skin, brushing over it gently.
She rolls off of him so she's laying next to him. Her fingers start to trail over his chest, barely making contact. She presses a kiss to his shoulder, but only one. The fingers move lower, to his stomach and then she carefully undoes his pants, tugging them off along with whatever's beneath them. Her fingers slide over him...softly...barely touching it.
She continues to just gently caress. Finally she wraps her hand around him, softly and very slowly stroking. Her lips move to his neck and then to his mouth. She's not going to have sex with him. He needs this more.
A moan builds in his throat, it's deep and rolls out as he exhales. He turns his head for her to have access to his neck and he kisses back when her lips reach his.
She softly blows a cool air over his ear and then carefully sucks his earlobe into her mouth. She moves her body over his and continues to very gently stroke him. Her other hand moves to travel over his chest and arms again.
She makes sure he's finished, kissing him as long as he wants to her. And then her hand slides down, and the mess made from his climax dissappears. Yay for alien powers. "Feeling any better?"
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"Anything you want," he whispers.
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He keeps his eyes closed and tilts his head back. "Kiss me," he says and puts a hand on the side of her face, drawing her in.
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And all of it is helping drive the memories farther away.
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His hands find her face and draw her down for a long, slow kiss.
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"Yeah. Later."
He rolls his head back and stares at the ceiling.