Under any normal circumstance, Sebastian knew what was happening well... probably shouldn't have been happening. Aoife was drunk. He'd initiated two kisses with her now and was taking advantage of the situation. Not that she'd balked at any point or tried to end any contact between them.
However.
This would end up being something for him to beat himself up over mentally at a later date. He wasn't totally on solid ground. Having been sober for a good half of his life meant he wasn't holding the drink as well as he'd thought he could. Even as little as he'd had by comparison to her.
Her response ultimately brought a twitch of a smirk to his lips. Sebastian let her guide his hands, feeling a feel for the path she wished for him to travel. Only when she released his hand did he take the cue to explore on his own, dancing fingers across her skin gently, but with purpose.
This time, Aoife initiated the kiss and further buried and put to rest the worries of taking advantage. Dull as they'd initially been, they slipped away even further from his awareness. Maker's breathe, why'd he not allowed himself to do this sooner? Why had he always avoided letting her know the true feelings that he'd buried.
After a short time, he shifted his position to try and make it a bit easier. Less strain and twisting on her neck, at least. It didn't really change the ease of access to her chest for him, but now he'd not need to see her crane her neck to reach for a kiss. After all, he'd just spent the time working those knots in her muscles out.
The temptation soon rose to draw away from Aoife. To tease her a bit, leaving her craving more. But Sebastian couldn't quite drag himself away yet. Too entranced by the feel of her skin, the taste of her mouth.
He groaned slightly into the kiss before pulling away for a breath.
However.
This would end up being something for him to beat himself up over mentally at a later date. He wasn't totally on solid ground. Having been sober for a good half of his life meant he wasn't holding the drink as well as he'd thought he could. Even as little as he'd had by comparison to her.
Her response ultimately brought a twitch of a smirk to his lips. Sebastian let her guide his hands, feeling a feel for the path she wished for him to travel. Only when she released his hand did he take the cue to explore on his own, dancing fingers across her skin gently, but with purpose.
This time, Aoife initiated the kiss and further buried and put to rest the worries of taking advantage. Dull as they'd initially been, they slipped away even further from his awareness. Maker's breathe, why'd he not allowed himself to do this sooner? Why had he always avoided letting her know the true feelings that he'd buried.
After a short time, he shifted his position to try and make it a bit easier. Less strain and twisting on her neck, at least. It didn't really change the ease of access to her chest for him, but now he'd not need to see her crane her neck to reach for a kiss. After all, he'd just spent the time working those knots in her muscles out.
The temptation soon rose to draw away from Aoife. To tease her a bit, leaving her craving more. But Sebastian couldn't quite drag himself away yet. Too entranced by the feel of her skin, the taste of her mouth.
He groaned slightly into the kiss before pulling away for a breath.
Why didn't we do this sooner?he asked, voice still low, almost breathy.
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