[This is all so crazy, and acting reckless and selfish is something he never does. He's always been cautious, wary, plan out every possibility to deal with the worst case scenario. Yet from the moment he feels her breath against his lips all of that is thrown out the window and instead just one thing remains on his mind. It takes every last bit of restraint to not act on it—until her lips touch his. It might have been a light, hesitant brush, but it was like the flame that ignited the already short fuse.
Not even a moment's breath passed before his lips take hers more firmly, roughly, his hand at her cheek now against the back of her head as he pulls her in closer. Even if there's some relief in finally acting out on this unfamiliar impulse of desire, his body is tense, still wound tight like a spring. He wants to hold back yet take more at the same time. Treat her gently yet end up rushing as instinct takes over, acting without any thought.
This growing heat, this sense of desperation and loss of control can be felt as each second passes. Should she try to part even just to catch her breath, he will be quick to capture her again, unable to feel satisfied.]
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Not even a moment's breath passed before his lips take hers more firmly, roughly, his hand at her cheek now against the back of her head as he pulls her in closer. Even if there's some relief in finally acting out on this unfamiliar impulse of desire, his body is tense, still wound tight like a spring. He wants to hold back yet take more at the same time. Treat her gently yet end up rushing as instinct takes over, acting without any thought.
This growing heat, this sense of desperation and loss of control can be felt as each second passes. Should she try to part even just to catch her breath, he will be quick to capture her again, unable to feel satisfied.]