No, [ she's eager, almost desperate to reassure him. it's not too much, not wrong in any way, but simply so alien to anything she's ever known that she's struggling to verbalize how she feels. what she feels, even. ] It's — you're so good, Finn, you feel so good.
[ the reassurance is echoed in a low exhale of approval as his hands move, as he presses slow and steady inside that wet heat, her body shifting bit by bit as she adjusts around him. it's new, in that she's never felt any need to touch herself quite like this, but not unwelcome.
nothing with finn has ever been unwelcome. this might be new, but it's a comfortable new, a surprisingly easy transition from fiercely clutched hands and all-encompassing loyalties. being with him has always felt a little like breathing, why shouldn't this? ]
Please don't stop.
[ she knows he won't, but she wants him to hear it from her. wants him to be aware of just how much she wants this. ]
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[ the reassurance is echoed in a low exhale of approval as his hands move, as he presses slow and steady inside that wet heat, her body shifting bit by bit as she adjusts around him. it's new, in that she's never felt any need to touch herself quite like this, but not unwelcome.
nothing with finn has ever been unwelcome. this might be new, but it's a comfortable new, a surprisingly easy transition from fiercely clutched hands and all-encompassing loyalties. being with him has always felt a little like breathing, why shouldn't this? ]
Please don't stop.
[ she knows he won't, but she wants him to hear it from her. wants him to be aware of just how much she wants this. ]