[ There is something so incredible about the way everything about you fits. On anyone else, the themes carried by the ink that decorates your skin might look scattered and gaudy because the images appear to have no single unifying pattern. He wouldn't really know, but there are aesthetics that Josh understands and he is slowly learning to broaden the scope of that. He's seen those tattoos before, has skimmed his fingers over the fox at your belly but this moment feels fresh and new and there is no other way to say it: it is a turn-on. Because he has glimpsed sides of you that you have allowed him the chance to see and everything, he's beginning to realize -- everything about you is deliberate.
When he bends down to press his face into your skin, there is no other word for the way he touches you than 'worshipful'. His hands are tentative, the kisses from his lips gentle, because you are so beautiful and the effect you have on him is almost ridiculous.
Fingers tightening on your hips now as the path he charts over the smooth planes of your stomach eith his mouth earns a more demanding edge. Yes, that is the scrape of teeth, yes, that is him gently sucking against your flesh as he attempts to figure out how to move next, because he is incredibly overwhelmed that he is here, with you, like this and he only knows that he wants much, much more. ]
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When he bends down to press his face into your skin, there is no other word for the way he touches you than 'worshipful'. His hands are tentative, the kisses from his lips gentle, because you are so beautiful and the effect you have on him is almost ridiculous.
Fingers tightening on your hips now as the path he charts over the smooth planes of your stomach eith his mouth earns a more demanding edge. Yes, that is the scrape of teeth, yes, that is him gently sucking against your flesh as he attempts to figure out how to move next, because he is incredibly overwhelmed that he is here, with you, like this and he only knows that he wants much, much more. ]