[ Her eyes drift over his chest and for a moment she isn't sure that she won't forgo the massage entirely and skip to what she really wants to do.
All good things in due time. You're not quite ready yet.
[ Yes. There isn't any need to move too fast. They have time, after all. It's not like there's anything important that she has to do. Really, they have all the time in the world. They can just slowly enjoy each other, down to the very last drop. ]
Sure. I'd appreciate that.
[ She flashes him a sweet smile before complying to his suggestions, obediently shifting herself so he has better access to her back. She wiggles her shoulders a few times before finally settling into what seems to be a comfortable position and lets him apply the soap. She makes a contented sound as he soaps up her shoulders and back, and when he asks her if she'd like him to massage her shoulders, she's all too eager to take him up on it. ]
That would be wonderful.
[ He'll find her skin is slick and soft under his palms and the pads of his fingers and thumb. As she relaxes more and more into his grip, he'll find her becoming increasingly pliant. When he pushes her forward his thumbs she sways into the motion, and when he pulls back and up with his fingers, she rises with them--and if he's paying attention, from his vantage point he should see the swell of her breasts all the way to the tops of her areola become visible.
He asks her how it feels--and she moans, a soft and throaty sound--which, if he thought it sounded sexual, he couldn't be faulted. The throb of arousal between her legs echoes the tempo of his movements. ]
83 Extra stimulating lube, tingling and warming plus an aphrodisiac in it~ ;D
[ Her eyes drift over his chest and for a moment she isn't sure that she won't forgo the massage entirely and skip to what she really wants to do.
All good things in due time. You're not quite ready yet.
[ Yes. There isn't any need to move too fast. They have time, after all. It's not like there's anything important that she has to do. Really, they have all the time in the world. They can just slowly enjoy each other, down to the very last drop. ]
Sure. I'd appreciate that.
[ She flashes him a sweet smile before complying to his suggestions, obediently shifting herself so he has better access to her back. She wiggles her shoulders a few times before finally settling into what seems to be a comfortable position and lets him apply the soap. She makes a contented sound as he soaps up her shoulders and back, and when he asks her if she'd like him to massage her shoulders, she's all too eager to take him up on it. ]
That would be wonderful.
[ He'll find her skin is slick and soft under his palms and the pads of his fingers and thumb. As she relaxes more and more into his grip, he'll find her becoming increasingly pliant. When he pushes her forward his thumbs she sways into the motion, and when he pulls back and up with his fingers, she rises with them--and if he's paying attention, from his vantage point he should see the swell of her breasts all the way to the tops of her areola become visible.
He asks her how it feels--and she moans, a soft and throaty sound--which, if he thought it sounded sexual, he couldn't be faulted. The throb of arousal between her legs echoes the tempo of his movements. ]
'S good.