( He was prepared to go through with this, mechanically as he was, mustering past whatever hesitance he had left by peeling away her bra, exposing her bare chest to the air. It's an instinctive move on his part, to immediately skim his hands downward, palming the weight in his hands and tweaking her nipples between his thumb and index fingers.
For as much as did want this for her-- the warmth spreading through his chest threatened to overwhelm him, to remind him of a time long past. To feel her, so tangible in his arms like this, he... )
Let me take care of you, Maiya.
( His words come out in barely a whisper, resolved to say them in Iri's absence. No, he wouldn't cry. He couldn't, not again. Not while she was so happy. He's going through the motions in his mind again as a means to steel himself, and buries his head into her shoulder, nuzzling and pressing kisses against her neck-- perhaps prickling her with his stubble. )
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For as much as did want this for her-- the warmth spreading through his chest threatened to overwhelm him, to remind him of a time long past. To feel her, so tangible in his arms like this, he... )
Let me take care of you, Maiya.
( His words come out in barely a whisper, resolved to say them in Iri's absence. No, he wouldn't cry. He couldn't, not again. Not while she was so happy. He's going through the motions in his mind again as a means to steel himself, and buries his head into her shoulder, nuzzling and pressing kisses against her neck-- perhaps prickling her with his stubble. )