[ It's a process, staying quiet, but moreover staying receptive. He takes a deeper breath in as her hands slide up his body and over his arms, a little unsteady for the pressure in the grind elsewhere, lets it back out even more unevenly but a little faster. He doesn't look as worried as he might have a couple minutes ago - if he did - but he's still definitely processing. That's going to be a process for a while.
But as ever, particularly when he's not talking, he's watching her carefully, observing the little and more obvious movements. It's not out of distrust, just because he likes to, likes trying to anticipate what's coming, likes having something to concentrate on, at least a little bit. Where his lips had been pressed together before, because she said not to talk and he's working on it, they part with a quick inhale as she starts to uncover those sensitivities she was looking for. ]
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But as ever, particularly when he's not talking, he's watching her carefully, observing the little and more obvious movements. It's not out of distrust, just because he likes to, likes trying to anticipate what's coming, likes having something to concentrate on, at least a little bit. Where his lips had been pressed together before, because she said not to talk and he's working on it, they part with a quick inhale as she starts to uncover those sensitivities she was looking for. ]