Christmas eve at the little workshop (open) - Creator's Workshop

"Now you're just selling yourself short again" the blind smiled softly, lifting his hand to her lips to kiss it. "It's not that I've not had good experiences, it's that I don't let just anyone touch me... I only want to be with someone I truly desire, someone I truly care for... and who wants me for me in return"

He tilted his head. Then he sighed, bringing her hand to his lips to kiss her knuckles gently. "I believe you. But I won't lie and say that this isn't happening fast. Much more quickly than I am used to. And while I have no objection at all, and while I enjoy it thoroughly, it is still moving rather quickly. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes..." she lowered her gaze though the gentle smile seemed to linger. "Sorry... I don't mean to be one of those people who make others feel like their suffocating... I meant it when I said we had time" she looked up at him again, slightly apologetic in the way she looked at him. "I don't mean rush anything..."

He brushed a hand over her face, his fingertips moving to cup her cheek. "You're misunderstanding me. I'm stating that it's moving quickly. I'm enjoying it. I'm just a little surprised by how quickly it is moving."

Teddy gave a barely noticeable nod of her head not really knowing what else to say. So instead she lifted her hand to rest on his as she turned her head just enough so kiss his palm without looking away from him.

He took the kiss to his palm, his fingertips gentle as they brushed over her cheek. Then his hand moved, just enough so he could cup her cheek and turn her face to him fully. He leaned close; his lips whisper-soft against her as he kissed her. "You're so beautiful." he whispered.

The Caitiff leaned into that soft touch with a gentle sigh, her eyes drifting shut as she returned the kiss with the same kind of light caress as he'd given her. Her hand drifting from his, trailing his arm and across his shoulder to rest against the side of his neck, brushing her fingers softly across his skin.

They was moving fast...
But he really did make her so happy...

His hand at her cheek trailed down her arm, to follow her fingers to his neck. Then his arm was around her, pulling her into and across his lap. More of a cradle, really, than anything. The arm around her, his free hand, started to lightly slide along her calf as his lips moved over hers.

He was more than willing to make her happy.

She shifted just enough to move her arm so that it was around his shoulders while her other hand continued to linger at the side of his neck. Gentle fingers caressing and brushing across his skin in slow movements of affection while her lips continued to caress and taste his with soft sounds of pleasure under her breath.
The touch of his hand sliding along her calf causing a light shiver to rush through her again, causing her to smile into the kiss.

His hands didn't stop at her calf. His mouth was still gentle against hers, the soft sound of a groan in his throat as he kissed her. She was so sweet and supple under his hands that he just enjoyed the feel of her. Though he did have another intention in mind, there was time for it. His hands sliding up and over her thighs, pausing again as they rested against her hip.

The blond's soft reactions, the way she arched gently into him again, pressed her fingers a little firmer against the back of his neck when she felt his caress, all spoke of how good the touch of his hand across her skin felt.
She drew her breath, wanting to take in his scent before sighing against his lips as she tasted them with slow almost lazy touches of her own, savouring each moment.

He smelled... of Christmas. Pine and sweets, ginger and sugar. And his hand at her hip began to slowly caress her there, his fingers lightly slipping beneath the lace of the panties that she still wore. He wasn't pulling them off of her, not quite yet. Just feeling her hip, letting her know that she could definitely stop him if she wanted to.

Though why would she want to? When his touch brought her so much pleasure.

She pulled back slightly, gently gracing his lower lip with her teeth as she smiled up at him, those bright blue eyes of her gaze into his while her touch traveled from the back of his neck to trace the line of his jaw.Soft fingertips brushing across his lips even as she leaned in close again to kiss him, letting her fingers softly slip away so to cup his cheek with her hand instead.

The more she kissed him, the more he seemed to crave her kisses. He groaned, a quiet little sound. His hand, though, was running over her skin, just inside the covering of her lace underthings. He seemed to be tugging gently at them this time, though, as though he were preparing to actually slide them off of her. He just wasn't letting her out of his lap to do it.

If she could move so to help him, even just a little, without moving away from him, she would do so. Her lips continuing to caress his with soft sounds of pleasure murmured under her breath, enjoying both his touch and his reactions. Loving it when he made those sweet sounds.
A heat already rising in her at the thought of how good he felt... of how good he made her feel.

It was easy for her to lift her hips just a little to help him slide the lace over her hips and down her legs. His hands were loathe to leave her, and so they didn't, letting the backs of his knuckles brush back down her legs as he pulled the thin material off of her. He drew a breath, enough to be able to speak to her.

"Mm... you feel good. Let me bring you pleasure?" It was a quiet question, murmured almost entirely against her lips so that he could kiss her again before she answered. He wanted her answer... he just wanted to taste her again first.

"Yes.... please..." her heated words were a whisper against his lips as she kissed him, letting the taste of him linger on the tip of her tongue. Soft, gentle touches of her lips against his, but with a building desire to them that he could probably feel in her caress.

His fingers were trailing back up her legs once again. Once the offending material of her panties was gone, he hand more room for his hands to maneuver. And move, they did. His mouth still moved against hers, though he did whisper to her. [color]green]"Spread your legs for me..."[/color] It was a heated whisper, his hand coming up to caress her hip lightly again with slow, even circles.

Teddy drew her breath again, air that her body no longer truly needed carrying his scent to her senses as she moved slightly, just enough for her to part her legs as he'd asked her to. A shiver, just from the anticipation brought on by the touch of his hand on her hip, rushing through her.

His touch was still gentle. Caressing over her hip and down over her sex, the heat of his hand definitely apparent against her. He was pulling her back a little more, enough so that she could relax in his arms and he could continue to kiss her, all while his fingers started to gently, very gently, run through her soft folds.

She drew he breath without the touch of her lips leaving his when she felt the warmth and the caress of his fingers. The tender sound that escaped her turning to soft little whimpers of pleasure as she kissed him, leaned into his arms and let herself be carried away by the sensations. Soft and sweet and so good. So very good, if the shiver he could feel was any indication.

His fingers were gentle as they caressed her. Running through her soft folds, he brought his lips to hers in a warm, intense kiss. His tongue caressed her lips and slid into her mouth as two of his fingers slowly started to slide into her. His thumb was gentle as it found her sensitive little bundle of nerves, gently circling it as he held her in his lap.

The soft moan and the way her body moved into that touch was instinctive, her lips against his as the fingers that had managed to entwine themselves in his hair gave a light tug, her other hand moving in slow circles across his scarred back. Shivering softly again as her body welcomed that warm gentle feeling of his hand.

There, his fingers started to move. He was using his fingers to please her, though it was still gentle movements. He wasn't going to hurt her, obviously. His mouth didn't leave hers, his teeth scraping her lip and nibbled at her, before he deepened the kiss once again. He was holding her on his lap, letting her squirm and writhe, groaning softly when her hand in his hair tugged. "Mmm...soft or hard?"

"S-soft..." she whimpered softly. "just like that..." the blond whispered into the kiss as a rush of warmth reached her cheeks. A gentle hand roaming across his shoulders and up the side of his neck without the hand in his hair letting go as his name was breathed against his lips.

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