[ He hums his initial agreement with his lips open and soft against her breast, exploring the area for the more sensitive spots, working his way closer and closer to the areola before pausing. It seems like he might move to the other breast instead of actually getting to the point first here. ] I am completely professional one hundred percent of the time. [ Before she has a chance to protest that - with words, anyway, there's time to laugh at him - he's moved, oh, look, to the areola on the first one still. A light graze of his teeth across it entirely, tongue to sooth it back, and he's employing basically everything he knows since he has no reason not to. His hands, in the meantime, have finally remembered that they're hovering, and they instead move to rest on her hips, one occasionally over her backside as she lies next to him. ]
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