a girl, that knows nothing of feelings. not only that, but her body is also suffering greatly.
not knowing that she was being ruled by emotions on a rollercoaster of passion, while the desire for more, more of the many beautiful feelings she feels f...
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Nabi's gaze locked onto Sunoo with an intensity that conveyed her deep yearning and anticipation. Her eyes, wide and filled with a raw, unguarded desire, bore into him, silently communicating her longing. It was a look so charged, so full of passion, that it almost took his breath away. Every bit of her yearning, her soul-deep need for connection, was laid bare in that gaze, a silent plea for something more than mere words could express.
Her lips parted slightly, a soft sigh escaping them-a sound so laden with emotion that it reverberated through Sunoo's very core.
As her hands cradled his face, their breaths mingling, while she leaned in, the gap between them closing infinitesimally, her eyes remained fixed on his, making the moment feel even more profound. The air around them was thick with tension and expectation, each second stretched out, filled with the electric charge of impending connection.
Finally, as their lips met, she let out a soft, involuntary sigh into the kiss, a release of all the pent-up emotions that had been building. The initial touch was gentle, tentative, as if both were rediscovering a cherished but almost forgotten melody. Her lips moved against his with a tenderness that gradually shifted, growing in urgency and depth as her emotions poured forth.
Their kiss deepened almost immediately, driven by her escalating need to be close to him. Her hands, which had been gentle and tentative at first, grew bolder, exploring his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. Her movements were both a question and an answer, a dance of give and take that spoke volumes about her feelings and desires.
Sunoo, feeling the intensity of her desire, was swept up in the wave of affection and need. His heart raced, butterflies fluttering wildly in his stomach, a sensation so stark and thrilling that it nearly overwhelmed him. Her lips moved with a mixture of finesse and fervor, drawing him into a rhythm that was both comforting and exhilarating.
Nabi's hands, previously gentle on his cheeks, now pressed him downward, guiding him back against the bed with a deliberate yet caring force. As he found himself lying beneath her, the connection deepened, their kisses weaving a tapestry of passion and tenderness. The weight of her body atop his felt right and desperately needed, anchoring him in the present moment that filled with their shared warmth.
Her hands, initially resting lightly on his chest, began to explore with increasing confidence, tracing the contours of his body with a touch that spoke of familiarity and longing. Her body's movements were both bold and expressive, pressing down into him as if trying to merge further, exploring his chest with a touch that sent waves of shivers across his skin.
Sunoo's response was immediate and intense. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer, deepening their embrace as if trying to meld into one. His hands traveled up her back lightly, fingers splaying wide to cover more of her, to feel every inch of her against him. The texture of her hair, the curve of her spine-all were savored slowly, reverently, as if memorizing every detail for fear of forgetting and hurting her.
