Mmhmm, ( comes his hummed response, eyelids falling shut, relishing the feeling of her wet skin sliding easily against his when she leans back against him. it's easiest to bury the feeling that sensation gives him in another slow kiss, maybe two, pressed against her shoulder.
the water's hot, makes him feel flushed, or maybe it's just the needing heat that's creeping through him already — again. rene can only stand still for so long before the part of his brain that's responsible for his actions tells him that he should feel restless. reckless. down time's an anomaly in the life of rene ramirez.
that's probably why, after a few minutes of just standing there, holding her tightly and letting the water course over them, his hands, still planted firmly against her abdomen, slide higher; palms trace up her ribcage and then over the swell of her breasts, fingers flexing over them and then contracting into a squeeze, thumbs brushing over nipples already peaked from exposure to the air, thick with humidity.
the newness of it sends a thrill through him, makes him bite his lip through her reaction; he anticipates each sharp inhale of breath, each shudder that runs through her that practically makes him shudder, too. he was starting to feel mad at himself for not undressing her completely before, but this? is starting to make up for that. )
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Date: 2017-06-26 12:13 am (UTC)the water's hot, makes him feel flushed, or maybe it's just the needing heat that's creeping through him already — again. rene can only stand still for so long before the part of his brain that's responsible for his actions tells him that he should feel restless. reckless. down time's an anomaly in the life of rene ramirez.
that's probably why, after a few minutes of just standing there, holding her tightly and letting the water course over them, his hands, still planted firmly against her abdomen, slide higher; palms trace up her ribcage and then over the swell of her breasts, fingers flexing over them and then contracting into a squeeze, thumbs brushing over nipples already peaked from exposure to the air, thick with humidity.
the newness of it sends a thrill through him, makes him bite his lip through her reaction; he anticipates each sharp inhale of breath, each shudder that runs through her that practically makes him shudder, too. he was starting to feel mad at himself for not undressing her completely before, but this? is starting to make up for that. )