Forward? I'm not going to play around. You may be at first.
[ He likes text for the same reasons, really. He can take his time, be careful with his words. And while he doesn't always think very hard about the things he says and does, he is right now because while he's saying he doesn't play around, this is still a game. He thinks of his fingers over her skin, that bare flesh under his finger tips. And it causes pause, as well. The next text comes a couple minutes after the first. ]
You know, my hands are always warm. I won't make you wait long, though I may admire before my fingers trace over your skin. I can't take it too easy on you, after all. That would be far too easy.
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[ He likes text for the same reasons, really. He can take his time, be careful with his words. And while he doesn't always think very hard about the things he says and does, he is right now because while he's saying he doesn't play around, this is still a game. He thinks of his fingers over her skin, that bare flesh under his finger tips. And it causes pause, as well. The next text comes a couple minutes after the first. ]
You know, my hands are always warm. I won't make you wait long, though I may admire before my fingers trace over your skin. I can't take it too easy on you, after all. That would be far too easy.