[ She pulls him closer and god he's a bit sensitive for a number of reasons but the fabric of his boxer-briefs against her fabric, against her, whatever she's wearing to bed these days, against him in turn is amazing. He freezes the lower half, mostly, while he concentrates on leaning in to kiss her, a hand planted off to either side to steady himself over her. He's staying up just barely above her, and as they both breath they come into and out of contact in various points. He puts a little more effort into the kiss when the lower torso stutters, a little less easy, a little more... protective. ]
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