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Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in entrywaythreads,

When he didn't flinch at her touch she let her fingers roam farther, guided by the warmth he pulsated with, but not so much that she would get in his way. By the goddess, he was delicious. She might have been nearly as eager as she was. But she would wait her turn. She could be a very patient person.

Bryn could have nodded, she could have simply pulled the pasties off and thrown herself at him. But instead she leaned in and whispered in his ear. "I give you free reign over my body, do with it as you wish." She trusted him. She wasn't sure why, but she didn't question a gut feeling too much.

His fingers and lips were all but melting her. If it weren't important that she stay upright she might have leaned back on the counter. Her heartbeat was quickened beneath his touch, the breath she didn't need feathered over her lip. But she hadn't stayed so close, she wanted to see what he would do with the freedom she gave him.