[ The difference between what she says and what she's telling him with the way she's all but squirming underneath him is enough to make Poe chuckle, though the sound is almost entirely muffled by the fact that his lips and tongue are currently preoccupied. Obviously he didn't have time to even think about how this would go with her, but now that they're here and he's learning these things about her it all seems to make perfect sense. Of course she would want to make up for years of lost time, after living what must have been a very lonely life.
He can appreciate what it's like to want so much too, even if his reasons are different. That feeling that there's just too much to want all at once, but no way to get to it without rushing through everything, patience be damned. He's been there. But it's different with her, right now. He couldn't say that it won't change later, once he's actually had a chance to wrap his mind around it all, but for now he's content to take things just a little slower.
Not so slow that he won't slide a hand down, his fingertips tracing all the way to the point where her thighs are pressed together, where he'll ease them apart, at least enough to allow him to get his hand between her legs. It's not just about working her up, or taking his time until he's hard enough for another round, he wants to touch her. To feel her in ways that he missed before. That they both missed. ]
Have you been thinking about it? [ He'll ask, as he finally releases her nipple, if just to kiss his way over to the other. ] About me? Or just this?
[ He's just curious. He's not about to be offended that she wasn't entertaining daydreams about him, especially not when he's barely had time to reconcile the stories about her with the reality of finally meeting her in person. ]
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He can appreciate what it's like to want so much too, even if his reasons are different. That feeling that there's just too much to want all at once, but no way to get to it without rushing through everything, patience be damned. He's been there. But it's different with her, right now. He couldn't say that it won't change later, once he's actually had a chance to wrap his mind around it all, but for now he's content to take things just a little slower.
Not so slow that he won't slide a hand down, his fingertips tracing all the way to the point where her thighs are pressed together, where he'll ease them apart, at least enough to allow him to get his hand between her legs. It's not just about working her up, or taking his time until he's hard enough for another round, he wants to touch her. To feel her in ways that he missed before. That they both missed. ]
Have you been thinking about it? [ He'll ask, as he finally releases her nipple, if just to kiss his way over to the other. ] About me? Or just this?
[ He's just curious. He's not about to be offended that she wasn't entertaining daydreams about him, especially not when he's barely had time to reconcile the stories about her with the reality of finally meeting her in person. ]