[ the room is quiet save for the soft sounds of their kissing, and the whisper of fabric as they move. ren soaks it up, enjoys the sounds, enjoys the scent of dan heng's clean, soft skin, and the wonderful warmth of her body. dan heng is pliant beneath her, so incredibly soft, and it's taking everything ren has in order to hold back, to not tug off every scrap of dan heng's clothing and kiss every inch of her, like she's wanted to for months now. all year.
but this is still good. dan heng isn't pushing her away or telling her to stop, she's only holding on more tightly, making soft, sweet little sounds that make ren's insides clench up with desire, her hips pressing gently downward, grinding slow and easy along dan heng's.
ren's breath catches, warmth blooming between her thighs, her mouth pressing to dan heng's pulse.
slowly, carefully, her hands slide higher, palms smoothing over dan heng's ribs, rucking up the fabric of her shirt around her wrists until she pauses just below her breasts, ren's thumbs gliding just beneath them, skirting, teasing, testing the waters. ]
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but this is still good. dan heng isn't pushing her away or telling her to stop, she's only holding on more tightly, making soft, sweet little sounds that make ren's insides clench up with desire, her hips pressing gently downward, grinding slow and easy along dan heng's.
ren's breath catches, warmth blooming between her thighs, her mouth pressing to dan heng's pulse.
slowly, carefully, her hands slide higher, palms smoothing over dan heng's ribs, rucking up the fabric of her shirt around her wrists until she pauses just below her breasts, ren's thumbs gliding just beneath them, skirting, teasing, testing the waters. ]