[ He lets his hands hover over her as she moves under them, adjusts her positioning and then shifts to pull her shirt off - and he can help with that, a little bit. He doesn't want to rush or anything, but then there they are, and he's pleased, he's a little harder, and that's the one he had in his hand because that nipple is a little perkier and this is just a great way to wake up, he thinks. ] The pursuit of certainty and knowledge is always worth it. [ The last part may or may not have been a little mumbled, craning his neck forward to brush his lips over the skin just above one of them, the one he'd been neglecting, slide down over the swell of it and start to do what actually could be described as thorough examination. Just, with his mouth and tongue, with a little bit of suction here and there, even if he is thus far avoiding the most sensitive area. ]
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