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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He found himself lost in the sensation of her closeness, the delicate warmth of her breath against his skin anchoring him to the moment. Sunoo's arms tightened around her slightly, a reflexive action that pulled her even closer, if that were possible. He nodded slowly, his own voice barely above a whisper as he replied, "It does feel right."
Nabi's breath on his neck sent a thrill through him, her words carrying a weight that hinted at more. "I want this... only with you," she whispered, her lips grazing his skin as she spoke, leaving a tingling sensation that lingered.
Confusion flitted across his face as he tried to grasp her meaning. The intimacy of their current embrace made him think she was speaking only of physical closeness-kissing, holding each other. His heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice reflecting his excitement and confusion.
The slight smile she offered in response was felt more than seen, a gentle curvature against his neck that made him aware of how closely they were entwined. Her fingers tightened on his shoulders, a silent acknowledgment of his naivety that was endearing to her. She enjoyed his innocence in this moment, the earnestness with which he sought to understand her deeper implications.
Nabi found the courage to voice her deeper desires explicitly. She whispered again, this time with a clarity that left no room for ambiguity, "I mean... I've thought about us, about..." Her words hung in the air.
Her voice dipped into a seductive tone that vibrated with deeper intent. "I can only imagine being with you... I've thought about it..." she murmured, the implication of her words trailing into the warmth of his neck. Her admission was daring and intimate, revealing thoughts she had harbored in silence-thoughts of them together in the most personal sense.
Her face nestled into the crook of his neck, a refuge from the weight of her own words. Embarrassment tinted her cheeks a deeper shade as her voice faded into a whisper, each word more tentative than the last. The vulnerability she displayed was raw and honest, and it struck a chord within him, stirring a tumult of emotions.
Sunoo's response was gentle, his voice soft but firm, ensuring her that her feelings were reciprocated and respected. "I want that too," he assured her, his own heart racing with the acknowledgment of their shared desire. "But only when you're ready, and only if it's what you truly want."
Her cheeks burned with a blush as she burrowed deeper into his embrace, her face still hidden against his neck. The warmth and safety she felt with him emboldened her to confess more about her feelings. "I never really thought about it... not seriously," she murmured into his skin, her voice muffled but clear in the quiet room. After a brief pause, filled with the steady rhythm of their breathing, she continued, her voice growing softer yet more certain. "But that changed after I met you... after I fell in love with you."
