[ Well, she's not sure that's how it works but how can she refute such sound logic? Each kiss and caress has so much care behind it that she's hardly sure what to do with herself but enjoy it. For as impatient and impulsive as Rose can be, people often matched her energy when it came to intimacy. Maybe she likes taking things slower than she wants to let on.
She can't remember the last time anyone noticed let alone did anything about her scars. While tiny ones litter her body, she's been purposefully trying to avoid exposing the ones on her back just yet. But the thought that he wouldn't mind, that he'd kiss them just as the rest of her is enough to get those flowers blooming in her hair again. This time they're ixora instead of roses, brilliantly red and numerous.
The heat of his mouth reaches the inside of her thighs and it's everything she wanted but couldn't ask for; it's something she's only got to experience on the rare occasions that anyone would indulge her in it. ] You sure? [ Despite herself, she has to check. ]
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She can't remember the last time anyone noticed let alone did anything about her scars. While tiny ones litter her body, she's been purposefully trying to avoid exposing the ones on her back just yet. But the thought that he wouldn't mind, that he'd kiss them just as the rest of her is enough to get those flowers blooming in her hair again. This time they're ixora instead of roses, brilliantly red and numerous.
The heat of his mouth reaches the inside of her thighs and it's everything she wanted but couldn't ask for; it's something she's only got to experience on the rare occasions that anyone would indulge her in it. ] You sure? [ Despite herself, she has to check. ]