[ She arches up against him as he wanders close to her breasts, unconsciously trying to guide him where she wants him. She's been surprisingly patient as he explored, and while that certainly deserves a reward—
—he instead continues to take his time. He's focused on his work, on learning her body by touch and taste, on soaking in the warmth of her against his bare skin. (He's always preferred being warm; it makes lying with Gamora all the more pleasant on a slightly drafty ship.) The way she whimpers and whines makes something golden pool in his gut, makes something dark and heated twist in his chest.
He thinks he could do this all night.
Maybe later on, he will.
But at length, he finds her breast with his mouth again, teeth pinching lightly at the lower curve of one before he teases the sensitive bud of her nipples with another drag of his tongue. He brings it between his lips, licking and sucking. His hand cups her other tit, gently squeezing and massaging, smoothing his thumb over her other nipple. ]
no subject
—he instead continues to take his time. He's focused on his work, on learning her body by touch and taste, on soaking in the warmth of her against his bare skin. (He's always preferred being warm; it makes lying with Gamora all the more pleasant on a slightly drafty ship.) The way she whimpers and whines makes something golden pool in his gut, makes something dark and heated twist in his chest.
He thinks he could do this all night.
Maybe later on, he will.
But at length, he finds her breast with his mouth again, teeth pinching lightly at the lower curve of one before he teases the sensitive bud of her nipples with another drag of his tongue. He brings it between his lips, licking and sucking. His hand cups her other tit, gently squeezing and massaging, smoothing his thumb over her other nipple. ]