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[rosarianoath]

“Relentlessly so,” he says, catching her in a brief, hard kiss as he loops an arm around her shoulder and tips her backwards.

[noburden]

She goes with an amused sound, reaching up to touch his face. She adores him. It's so wonderful to be around him and not actively hurt because of it.

"I have never been more glad to be who I am."

[rosarianoath]

He tips with her, staying close to her, nose-to-nose as he slides both hands to her hips.

“I’m glad for you, then,” he says. “You’ve earned every minute of joy.”

[noburden]

Her arms slide around him.

"Are you happy to be who you are right now, Clive? Or would you prefer to be in someone else's body for an hour?"

She would not recommend the experience.

[rosarianoath]

He lets her hold him, his chest brushing hers.

“I might like the perspective, looking out of someone else’s eyes,” he murmurs, “but it depends on whose.”

One hand sneaks between her thighs, cupping her boldly.

[noburden]

Jill looks ready to reply, but his touch interrupts her with a small gasp. She rewards him with a soft smile and her fingers in the back of his hair.

"I'm very glad you're you, Clive."

[rosarianoath]

“Who else would I be?” he murmurs, stroking her gently with two fingers.

[noburden]

"No one I love as much as I love Clive Rosfield," she says easily, fingers combing through his hair as she sighs, comfortable beneath him.

[rosarianoath]

He hums at her, fingers working up and down her slit, slow but firm. His gaze doesn’t leave her for an instant.

“Then I’m glad to be him.”

[noburden]

She smiles up at him, resisting the urge to squirm.

"Glad enough to give me a hint about gift or surprise?"

A girl can try.

[rosarianoath]

He raises his brows at her, amused.

“It’s small enough to fit in my pocket,” he says, a fingertip tracing a ring around her entrance.

[noburden]

"You speak of the gift, surely," she says, smile widening a little as her thighs part further for him. "What could be so small as to fit in your pocket...?"

[rosarianoath]

“Imagine if I could tuck a whole excursion into my pocket,” he says, sliding his fingertip back and around her clit. “I do speak of the gift.”

[noburden]

She laughs, both at his remark and the shiver of pleasure that travels up her spine.

"And now I know my surprise is an excursion. Now I am even more curious."

[rosarianoath]

He just smiles, catching her lips briefly in an open-mouthed kiss. Then he murmurs, abruptly stopping with his finger poised over her clit.

“Will you continue to guess?”

[noburden]

Her mouth leaves his with a groan. Cruel of him to stop.

"Would you like me to?"

[rosarianoath]

“It might leave you wanting, if you cannot guess.”

[noburden]

"I'm already wanting," she huffs, still smiling. "I am doomed to suffer, regardless."

[rosarianoath]

“We can’t have that,” he says, a shred of humour on his tone. He eases himself to lay down beside her, tight to the side of her body, cradling her with his own. His hand stays where it is, fingering her, playing with her gently. This way, they can talk. He can look at her, real close, the fondness on his face unmistakable. “But I suppose this is the kind of suffering to have, if one must suffer at all.”

[noburden]

It's such a comfortable position that she thinks she'd immediately fall asleep if his fingers weren't playing on her.

She traces the curve of his lips with her fingertips.

"You're good to me, Clive."

[rosarianoath]

His fingers rubs around through her wet-slick lips, pressure firming up before he presses one finger into her.

"I'm trying my best," he promises, and he kisses her fingertips.

[noburden]

Finally. Jill moans softly, relieved. He was taking his sweet time.

"I want to spend more nights like this with you. More nights spent talking, too." As long as they're together.

[rosarianoath]

“Then we will do just that,” he murmurs, tilting his head a little to kiss her cheek, then kiss towards her ear.

He strokes her soft inner wall, steady, and adds a second finger.

[noburden]

"You always know just how to touch me," she tells him with a sigh, turning her face to try and kiss his lips.

[rosarianoath]

He lets her. He kisses her. His touch barely slows, his fingers tight inside her, just the two thick enough to stretch her and work her open.

“Your body tells me all I need to know…”