[It feels like he was starving for her as his lips meld into hers and his arms grip her close. A couple months apart and already he was so desperate... It is, in its own way, kind of sweet. And it isn't like she hadn't been hit over the head with relief to discover he was here with her, either.
Her hands run over him, not with any particular goal in mind beyond just touching him until she feels him go for her dress straps. They move around to his chest, then, pressing against the broad, firm body, near the buttons that held on the only thing between his skin and her touch. She didn't rush any more than he did, though, letting him lay her out of the bed, the softness cradling her. Yes, they had a lot more to do with each other, but for the moment this alone just felt wonderful.]
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Her hands run over him, not with any particular goal in mind beyond just touching him until she feels him go for her dress straps. They move around to his chest, then, pressing against the broad, firm body, near the buttons that held on the only thing between his skin and her touch. She didn't rush any more than he did, though, letting him lay her out of the bed, the softness cradling her. Yes, they had a lot more to do with each other, but for the moment this alone just felt wonderful.]