She wanted him to touch her, enjoyed it even! Something inside of Hunter surged forth, though he wasn't sure if it was his heart, or something significantly lower down in his anatomy. He leaned in, kissing her gently, as he replaced his hand.
The fabric of Fawn's shirt was soft under his fingers, and he smoothed over the fabric. He gave a small gasp into her mouth, as his thumb found the hardness of her nipple.