[. . . what if his fingers sneak underneath the hem of her shirt as he kisses her, brushing against her stomach, right above her naval. his touch is veeeeery light, and he won't wander at all from that area without further encouragement]
[but maybe it'll be enough to push her over the edge, just a little bit]
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[. . . what if his fingers sneak underneath the hem of her shirt as he kisses her, brushing against her stomach, right above her naval. his touch is veeeeery light, and he won't wander at all from that area without further encouragement]
[but maybe it'll be enough to push her over the edge, just a little bit]