[That hand doesn't move, but starts to stroke and caress him through his boxers. She's excited, but anxious as to how he'll respond when she eventually proposes what she's about to propose. She's tiptoeing around it for now so she doesn't spook him.]
What I'm thinking of would make us both happy, I think.
[Her eyes meet him, dark and liquid and full of want.]
no subject
[That hand doesn't move, but starts to stroke and caress him through his boxers. She's excited, but anxious as to how he'll respond when she eventually proposes what she's about to propose. She's tiptoeing around it for now so she doesn't spook him.]
What I'm thinking of would make us both happy, I think.
[Her eyes meet him, dark and liquid and full of want.]
But I need you to trust me.