Juli's breath hitched a bit. Despite her age, and she was... she had lost track somewhere around a hundred, but at least that. Perhaps closer to a hundred and fifty. But it still surprised her, the depth of her newness to this.
She would not say inexperienced. She had explored, but not very often or for, comparatively, very long.
Still, it was nice. Very nice, and warm, and her fingertips trailed slightly down his cheek as much as she could without moving away.
She wasn't pulling away and that was a good thing. Fergus had no idea how far she wanted to take this, but she was so very lovely. And she was unconnected to any of them which was an amazing relief. Something pure and beautiful and that he was coming to think of as his retreat. Someone who understood, who cared for him as him, just a bit at least.
She smiled a little softly, a little shyly when he didn't move forward or away. Her hand slipped upwards to cup his cheek, just resting there. Waiting to see what they decided. They had time. They had all night, in fact. At the very least.
He moved slowly as he shifted upward, one hand settling on the soft skin of her waist. Slowly, but fluidly, able to stop if she retreated, as he gently brushed his lips over hers.
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She would not say inexperienced. She had explored, but not very often or for, comparatively, very long.
Still, it was nice. Very nice, and warm, and her fingertips trailed slightly down his cheek as much as she could without moving away.
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