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She snaked her hand down his side, kissing him back as she slipped her hand into his waistband. |
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Noah groaned, leaning into her, his body turning into Jello. |
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She broke away for a moment, still beaming. "Must feel good, hm?" |
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Noah wriggled out of the rest of his clothes, nodding. It had been so long since someone had been gentle with him... |
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Emery grinned, tossing the rest of the clothes on her aside and looking up at him, arms draped around his neck. |
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"What do we do now?" he asked sheepishly. He'd always been the one to be taken advantage of so he really didn't know... |
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"Now that...." Em paused, unsure what to say. "I can't really teach you.." |
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"Oh..." he blushed, smiling sheepishly. Slowly they figured it out together, it was all love. Eventually Noah rolled back over to her side, dazed. |
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Emery curled into his side when he did so, breathless with a stupid grin on her face. |
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Noah wrapped his arms around her, cuddling around her. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
