(Ironically for this being completely new territory for him beyond her own experiences, the desperation aside, he does have some manner of confidence despite himself. He hates to admit it but Kaeya is the best when it comes to explaining these things and his brother did take time to drill back into him all manner of things to remember with things best left in the bedroom; though part of it was to prepare him in the event someone were to try sleeping with him.
Whether it be out of love or an attempt to take his head, that was the intent. So he knows plenty, but, it might not completely make up for his inexperience even as his head goes back somewhat at the feeling of her breath, her lips, and her laughter along his neck.
The sensitivity of it is going to be noticed now, he realizes. Unlike earlier where it was an accident in which she hadn't noticed, this time it's different as his heart was pounding just about out his chest.
He's already down to just the vest and dress shirt he wears outside of his trousers and boots from what he began to remember, somehow he's wondering how long before he can bring himself to speak and to tell her. Especially since at the moment he couldn't so much as breathe out a word much less think properly long enough to dare manage any of it.
If anything it's a wonder he manages to keep himself to slightly harsher breathing with where she is.
Though, that didn't stop him from noting that her hands are much more softer than he'd have originally thought in comparison to his own which had their own set of small scars and calluses trailing about them even with how cared for they are.)
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Whether it be out of love or an attempt to take his head, that was the intent. So he knows plenty, but, it might not completely make up for his inexperience even as his head goes back somewhat at the feeling of her breath, her lips, and her laughter along his neck.
The sensitivity of it is going to be noticed now, he realizes. Unlike earlier where it was an accident in which she hadn't noticed, this time it's different as his heart was pounding just about out his chest.
He's already down to just the vest and dress shirt he wears outside of his trousers and boots from what he began to remember, somehow he's wondering how long before he can bring himself to speak and to tell her. Especially since at the moment he couldn't so much as breathe out a word much less think properly long enough to dare manage any of it.
If anything it's a wonder he manages to keep himself to slightly harsher breathing with where she is.
Though, that didn't stop him from noting that her hands are much more softer than he'd have originally thought in comparison to his own which had their own set of small scars and calluses trailing about them even with how cared for they are.)