[ It is equal parts intense, affirming and sweet to get that sort of response out of you, and to see that you're handling him in exactly the same way that you always have since the two of you became a couple. Still, there remains a fair amount of apprehension in him, dark and cutting around the warmth and love that you're trying to offer him. ]
Okay.
[ Trying is , though, to set that at the back of his mind as he's obediently following your lead. Both his need for you and the choking remnants of his apprehension and uncertainty, though, are killing any words that he might have followed that one before he can begin to speak them.
Perhaps, in the moments that follow, after his uniform and the few other layers beneath it have been tossed to the floor, you'll look at your fiance and realize that he is yet to look this shy and this insecure in your presence. He's looking away, cheek pressed to the mattress, blushing, trembling with anticipation, need, and just a bit of worry. The tattoos on his body move with silent fluidity over his skin, and the crimson glow of his eyes is faint and muted against the other sources of light scattered across the room. ]
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Okay.
[ Trying is , though, to set that at the back of his mind as he's obediently following your lead. Both his need for you and the choking remnants of his apprehension and uncertainty, though, are killing any words that he might have followed that one before he can begin to speak them.
Perhaps, in the moments that follow, after his uniform and the few other layers beneath it have been tossed to the floor, you'll look at your fiance and realize that he is yet to look this shy and this insecure in your presence. He's looking away, cheek pressed to the mattress, blushing, trembling with anticipation, need, and just a bit of worry. The tattoos on his body move with silent fluidity over his skin, and the crimson glow of his eyes is faint and muted against the other sources of light scattered across the room. ]