[And if he's laughing a little into the way that you're kissing him, please don't blame him. You're so cute when you cannot Words, and the situation's even cuter to him when he knows that it's his fault.
So yes, for a brief moment, both of his hands are holding your face before he's moving, letting his palms trace the expanse of your shoulders and skim down over your body, then up, underneath your shirt. The better to let him familiarize himself, once more, with the feel of your skin before he's pulling that shirt off of you.
His lips never stray far from yours the entire time. They only move away, in fact, when they have to.]
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So yes, for a brief moment, both of his hands are holding your face before he's moving, letting his palms trace the expanse of your shoulders and skim down over your body, then up, underneath your shirt. The better to let him familiarize himself, once more, with the feel of your skin before he's pulling that shirt off of you.
His lips never stray far from yours the entire time. They only move away, in fact, when they have to.]