[ She probably can, he wouldn't doubt it. And she does, right there, pressing herself against him even before she actually does anything, and he was right, he is sensitive, he didn't realize how right he was because she hadn't been doing as much touching. It's nothing overly so, and most of it is likely easily chalked up to the natural reaction nerves have without regards to anything his nerves do, but either way it's him here right now and that's what it feels like. He's already tense before the contact, and it only increases - the small amount it was able to - afterward. The texture of her clothes, the feel of her body behind them; he's inordinately aware of every point of contact and the fact that he's visibly dealing with it is sign enough of the effect.
Grinding. He grunts, eyes squeeze shut, two heavy breaths and back to normal because this is constraint we're going for here, this is 'keep calm and carry on' type shit, okay. And he is, and he can, and he totally is, what's the problem. He opens his eyes slowly, around when she's kissing his collarbone, wanting to say something, but what, and... Does he really? Ugh. ] Can you get it soon? [ Genuine question, a little hopeful, a little dazed; so many things at once, and she's pulled back but now she's trailing lightly and he still can't. Soon? Soon might be good. ]
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Grinding. He grunts, eyes squeeze shut, two heavy breaths and back to normal because this is constraint we're going for here, this is 'keep calm and carry on' type shit, okay. And he is, and he can, and he totally is, what's the problem. He opens his eyes slowly, around when she's kissing his collarbone, wanting to say something, but what, and... Does he really? Ugh. ] Can you get it soon? [ Genuine question, a little hopeful, a little dazed; so many things at once, and she's pulled back but now she's trailing lightly and he still can't. Soon? Soon might be good. ]