[ He's going to pull you down and drag you close before he actually loses his nerve, relieve you of that shirt of yours so that he can track kisses up in a line over your heart. Several breaths later, that's his mouth slanting over yours, fingers curling around your wrists as he guides your arms over your head, as he manages to slide the edge of the belt through the loop before drawing it tight so that you are finally bound.
When he lets you go, his hands have come back down to frame your face and you'll feel that he's trembling, that he's a little shaky, plenty nervous before he's kissing you again: thorough and breathless, teeth catching on your lower lip as he lowers you both onto the mattress. ]
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When he lets you go, his hands have come back down to frame your face and you'll feel that he's trembling, that he's a little shaky, plenty nervous before he's kissing you again: thorough and breathless, teeth catching on your lower lip as he lowers you both onto the mattress. ]