[ Which means he'll lean in for a kiss, his hand moving to cup her cheek instead. what a difference kissing women is compared to the other. but... not a bad one. it's good either way, he thinks ]
[ there's a slight nod, before her hand slowly moves down his length until her fingers reaches his tip. and then she does it again. there's no real rhythm to it since it's more curiosity than anything. ]
[ grune isn't entirely sure what she likes, if she's honest, mostly since her memory is bad?? but the bright side to that is that every new sensation is a great first time experience even when it's not actually the first time. ]
[ and just. slides his hand up her thigh to investigate. he only vaguely glanced through that guidebook so it's not like he particularly knows what to expect down there. as long as she makes pleased noises, he's assuming it's going well.
it's more exploratory than with any purpose but eventually, he comes across her clit. that's the interesting bit of flesh, right? his thumb presses against it curiously, massaging it as he goes. ]
[ the first touch mostly just results in her blinking a bit, trying not to laugh. grune can't really take too much seriously, it's fine. but when he starts moving at a more regular pace, the laugh turns into a small gasp.
the hand that's on him stills for a moment, and she nods. ]
[ look at them go, fumbling their way to victory. with her approval he moves with more purpose, his touch differing the way her breathing changes. it won't be long until he figures out what works best to please her, the rough callus of his fingers surely adding to the experience.
with that being taken care of his free hand is left to wander across soft skin before eventually sliding across her back, bracing her in the midst of the ministrations. it leaves him closer than he was, perfect within kissing distance. ]
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If you insist.
[ Which means he'll lean in for a kiss, his hand moving to cup her cheek instead. what a difference kissing women is compared to the other. but... not a bad one. it's good either way, he thinks ]
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but she kisses back, once again shifting and. brushing against something this time that makes her pause. it's his (becks voice) wang. ]
Whoops.
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Oh..!
[ he blushes. it's adorable. but it felt nice so... ]
You may.... touch as well if you like.
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[ there's a slight nod, before her hand slowly moves down his length until her fingers reaches his tip. and then she does it again. there's no real rhythm to it since it's more curiosity than anything. ]
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Have you done this before...?
[ he, on the other hand, will continue trailing hands along her side and arms, marveling at just how soft she is against his callused fingers. ]
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[ we will never know if grune entered this game a virgin or not because she has no way of remembering
but since he liked it, she'll do it again with a little more purpose this time. ]
It's fine?
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[ because he sure is sounding a little gut punched right about now. ]
But I confess I've never..... [ girl parts??? are different???? ] so please... tell me what you like.
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Mm. I believe you'd have to touch me...
[ she just. gestures downward. that she knows. ]
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Well then, we'll find out together.
[ and just. slides his hand up her thigh to investigate. he only vaguely glanced through that guidebook so it's not like he particularly knows what to expect down there. as long as she makes pleased noises, he's assuming it's going well.
it's more exploratory than with any purpose but eventually, he comes across her clit. that's the interesting bit of flesh, right? his thumb presses against it curiously, massaging it as he goes. ]
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the hand that's on him stills for a moment, and she nods. ]
Yes-- like that.
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with that being taken care of his free hand is left to wander across soft skin before eventually sliding across her back, bracing her in the midst of the ministrations. it leaves him closer than he was, perfect within kissing distance. ]