“…Love you so much…" He murmured against her lips, teeth scraping the plump flesh of her lower lip. Maker, he felt everything. His heart fluttered wildly, the thumps echoing loudly in his ears, the dark blood in his veins enhancing his experience. The sounds she made were just as loud in his head, encouraging him, motivating him to continue. The pit of his stomach knotted, his body tingling with the feeling he had long since associated with love.
His fingers intertwined with her own, calloused tips pressing into the back of her hand. The arm keeping her up lowered, setting her down before placing itself back onto her hip. He pulled back and shuffled, color flooding his cheeks. “3D…" Red breathed. He smiled sheepishly.
”While I like where this is going I don’t want it to go that far… especially since contact with you tends to affect me." Flickering grey eyes snapped to his pelvis briefly, lips pursing in embarrassment as the slight tent twitched ever so slightly.
◣ ☣ ◥ Part of her wants to continue. An equal part of her doesn’t. 3D is pretty sure she’s asexual – things of the sexual nature had never really interested her. Unless it was the centre of jokes or the like. However, perhaps she’d partake in maybe just a little thing if she could make sure her partner was content. She’d never really thought about it, not until now, with mismatching eyes flickering downward. She just glanced. She only fucking glanced. And her mind was made up. She was not ready for this. She was far too immature.
” 'Affect’ … ? Oh. Well, you’re going to have to do something about that, aren’t you ? Because I certainly can’t help you.“
Her voice is a murmur, only meant to be heard for one person and one person alone. Her face is almost a sleek marble colour now, paleness overtaking as though 3D was a typical maiden from a fairy tale. Her hips rock upwards, once, more intent on getting a reaction that actually going anywhere with her movement. She has to force the numbness eating away at her lips to subside, only small wisps of smoke hanging around her bruised mouth. She’d be fine, eventually.