LucianDevine
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Damien could only smile anew as he watched Leah lift her own shirt free, leaving her mostly bare from the waist up, save the thin strip of cloth that supported her ample breasts. His head dipped anew, pressing soft kisses to her bare stomach, teasing at the sensitive spots he knew were there. With every kiss of his lips, and flick of his tongue, he tried to be slow and gentle, not trying to startle or scare, simple arouse. As he nestled between her legs though, his form having glided all the way down her own, he paused once more.
With a slow and purposeful motion, Damien lets his hands move to his own shirt as he rose to his knees before her. His eyes never left hers as he undid first one button, and then another. Soon after he undid the last of them and slid his shirt free of his shoulders, baring his own chest to her. In his previous "life" Damien had worked hard to stay in shape, and his form had not lost it's shape. His muscular chest and toned abs had been worked to perfection.
Damien was torn on how to proceed, again, not wanting to scare away the lovely woman beneath him, wanting to be the one she shared this first experience with. He was torn on what to do, and settled on a slower path, leaning over her once more. His bare chest now pressed down upon hers, only that bandage preventing the full of their skin from touching. Again he covered her, his lips feathering over hers before claiming her mouth once more. His lips glided over hers first, then down her neck, pausing there to flick at the nape once more before whispering softly. "We can go as slow as you desire Leah. This night is for you and you alone."
With a slow and purposeful motion, Damien lets his hands move to his own shirt as he rose to his knees before her. His eyes never left hers as he undid first one button, and then another. Soon after he undid the last of them and slid his shirt free of his shoulders, baring his own chest to her. In his previous "life" Damien had worked hard to stay in shape, and his form had not lost it's shape. His muscular chest and toned abs had been worked to perfection.
Damien was torn on how to proceed, again, not wanting to scare away the lovely woman beneath him, wanting to be the one she shared this first experience with. He was torn on what to do, and settled on a slower path, leaning over her once more. His bare chest now pressed down upon hers, only that bandage preventing the full of their skin from touching. Again he covered her, his lips feathering over hers before claiming her mouth once more. His lips glided over hers first, then down her neck, pausing there to flick at the nape once more before whispering softly. "We can go as slow as you desire Leah. This night is for you and you alone."