[ Owen watches the way she reacts to his touch with a faint smile playing across his lips. This is turning out to be a very pleasant surprise, he has to admit. Now that she's not really trying to get anything out of him through touch, that she's just exploring his skin for the sake of it, he feels far more comfortable and at ease, and more willing to let her keep going.
And when she gives him permission to touch more, he happily takes that and runs with it. His hand trails farther up to her neck, thumb brushing over her throat, tracing along her jaw.
He steps closer too, inviting her hands to continue their exploration, more than glad if she decides she wants to touch more of him. He tips his head down for now, though, so she can reach as high up as she can. His other hand reaches around her instead, fingertips brushing lightly over the skin of her back, going all the way up to her shoulder blade before sliding back down again. Maybe going a little lower than where he started.
The thumb on her face smoothes across her lower lip, slowing to a near halt. ] We can stop at any time— if you want.
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And when she gives him permission to touch more, he happily takes that and runs with it. His hand trails farther up to her neck, thumb brushing over her throat, tracing along her jaw.
He steps closer too, inviting her hands to continue their exploration, more than glad if she decides she wants to touch more of him. He tips his head down for now, though, so she can reach as high up as she can. His other hand reaches around her instead, fingertips brushing lightly over the skin of her back, going all the way up to her shoulder blade before sliding back down again. Maybe going a little lower than where he started.
The thumb on her face smoothes across her lower lip, slowing to a near halt. ] We can stop at any time— if you want.