[ if it's awkward, he literally doesn't seem to notice, and his fingers curve against her cheek reassuringly as she pushes her way through the words. his forehead drops against hers as he catches his breath, the only sign of silent protest to her self deprecation ]
I wasn't sure, sorry.
But that's good. [ he nods slightly against her, the words soft but more relaxed now, as the knot in his own stomach unwinds as he gives his own brief huff of relief ] Nothing to worry about.
[ he tilts his face against hers, pulling her into a long kiss, that's much more romantic than the frenzied need from moments ago. when he breaks again, he repeats himself ] Sorry. [ clearly that's about... that other time too ]
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I wasn't sure, sorry.
But that's good. [ he nods slightly against her, the words soft but more relaxed now, as the knot in his own stomach unwinds as he gives his own brief huff of relief ] Nothing to worry about.
[ he tilts his face against hers, pulling her into a long kiss, that's much more romantic than the frenzied need from moments ago. when he breaks again, he repeats himself ] Sorry. [ clearly that's about... that other time too ]