[Namur hums, pressing his chest forward against her hand. He loves being touched as much as he loves touching, so naturally when she starts getting a little braver he'll do what he can to encourage her. He shifts his arms down farther around her waist, and keeps rubbing at her muscles there, or over her hips and thighs. Even with the dress in the way, he loves the way she curves, the way she feels against him. With any luck, she'll find his harder curves equally as appealing, and then they'll really be getting somewhere. Better without the shitty breastplate in the way, but oh well. If she's content to keep going, they'll get that off eventually.]
Been dreamin' a gettin' y' like this. Don't want it t' end.
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[Namur hums, pressing his chest forward against her hand. He loves being touched as much as he loves touching, so naturally when she starts getting a little braver he'll do what he can to encourage her. He shifts his arms down farther around her waist, and keeps rubbing at her muscles there, or over her hips and thighs. Even with the dress in the way, he loves the way she curves, the way she feels against him. With any luck, she'll find his harder curves equally as appealing, and then they'll really be getting somewhere. Better without the shitty breastplate in the way, but oh well. If she's content to keep going, they'll get that off eventually.]
Been dreamin' a gettin' y' like this. Don't want it t' end.