[straddle.] sender straddles receiver's body to restrain them. // jun-hee ! — @humanums
he'd let her get away with anything, he thinks. jun-hee's weight atop him is little in the realm of restraint — it would be a simple enough endeavor to gently shove off with a twitch of his hips — but infinite where his heartscape is concerned. choosing to stay slack beneath her in favor of her pursuit of whatever pleasure she may herein find: it is a soft thing, a lovely thing, the sort of thing that makes the machinations pumping blood in his chest beat a little bit faster, feelings unsuited to base-level lechery that accompanies his tee-shirt already abandoned somewhere on the flooring below. she sits astride him, and he temporarily forgets how to breathe. only staring to her, momentarily awestruck, slow blinking as he drinks in the details of her countenance granted by their newly-found proximity. and where would be proper to place his hands ? ( how is it possible to fear perceived prurience agiven the few thin layers separating them ? dae-ho thinks too hard, and sometimes not enough, and it takes the creasing of his brow for him to fully let go of his trepidation. ) he allows his hands to settle at her hips, hold verging on a touch too firm for what their entanglement permits. that, or it's his nerves, or perhaps most relevant of all, his overwhelming desire simply to touch her. ❛❛ you're... you're really pretty, you know. and i'm not just saying that 'cause— ❜❜ because of their closeness, because of the desire tangled up inside of him that he just can't seem to remove the shame from. there is nothing wrong with how much he wants her, and it is only a matter of time before realization fully dawns upon him.
