[ His own heart is hammering when she slides back down and he finally opens his eyes again. He has to blink a few times to look at her, but actually forces himself to not look away like he wants to. It's embarrassing that it's taken him this long to ask when it isn't the first time he's thought about it, but given their positioning before it was a little more difficult to... ignore.
He swallows when she takes his hand, having no problems with her leading him along. He watches quietly, his own eyes fluttering when he feels her heartbeat under his palm, mirroring his own which feels like it might explode.
It's the pull downwards that gives him the courage to slide his hand against her. At first the touch is light and hesitatant, following the curve of her breast rather than actually putting much pressure there. It's only when his fingers brush underneath that his eyes flicker back up to her face. His breathing speeds up as his wrist tilts a little until he actually cups her breast instead and gives it a small squeeze. ]
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He swallows when she takes his hand, having no problems with her leading him along. He watches quietly, his own eyes fluttering when he feels her heartbeat under his palm, mirroring his own which feels like it might explode.
It's the pull downwards that gives him the courage to slide his hand against her. At first the touch is light and hesitatant, following the curve of her breast rather than actually putting much pressure there. It's only when his fingers brush underneath that his eyes flicker back up to her face. His breathing speeds up as his wrist tilts a little until he actually cups her breast instead and gives it a small squeeze. ]