That sound goes right through him, his flesh rising into goosepimples under her touch. When the kiss breaks, he's left breathing harshly to try and refill his lungs with oxygen. He leans his face back against hers comfortably, unconsciously holding his breath all over again when she speaks up. He waits, uncharacteristically patient, for her to get more words out, lips parting in a soft sigh at the fingers trailing over his throat. His continue to climb up her spine appreciatively, blinking a few times to bring her into focus when she pulls back. Where is it going? It's a good question, but not one he has an answer to.
"Uhm." He swallows, trying to gather his thoughts. "I thought we were making out." Which definitely doesn't answer her question in any type of way, but he hasn't given up yet. He's just trying to think things through for once instead of blurting something she could hate him for. His gaze softens suddenly, and he pulls back even a little more, hand still at her waist though his fingers still. "Where do you want it to go?"
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Date: 2016-09-20 07:56 pm (UTC)"Uhm." He swallows, trying to gather his thoughts. "I thought we were making out." Which definitely doesn't answer her question in any type of way, but he hasn't given up yet. He's just trying to think things through for once instead of blurting something she could hate him for. His gaze softens suddenly, and he pulls back even a little more, hand still at her waist though his fingers still. "Where do you want it to go?"