[ As soon as she presses herself right up against him, and her weight settles on his lap, there's-- something else. He's still stiff, but he suddenly becomes very aware of the shape of her against him, and the heat flooding his face, and how his skin pricks at the warmth of her breath.
He swallows, and starts running his hands back down, fingertips brushing over her spine. ]
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He swallows, and starts running his hands back down, fingertips brushing over her spine. ]
Yeah.