[Well.. if he needed any proof that she has no idea what she's doing, that would be it. He lets out a quiet laugh, kissing her again as his hand explores her chest.]
They're called cigarettes.
[He's starting to get the sense that not only is she a virgin, but she has only a vague sense of what's going on and is just too proud to back out or ask questions. Well, cruel a man as he is, he isn't about to put a naive woman through unnecessary trouble.
His body temperature is a little higher than a normal human's, and despite his rough skin his touch is as gentle as he can manage. It's been quite a while since he's had a woman, so there's something almost curious and novel about the way his hands move over every inch of her from her chest to her thighs. He's watching her carefully for signs of discomfort, pausing briefly if she seems upset, and pressing kisses to her lips, her cheeks and her neck every so often.]
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They're called cigarettes.
[He's starting to get the sense that not only is she a virgin, but she has only a vague sense of what's going on and is just too proud to back out or ask questions. Well, cruel a man as he is, he isn't about to put a naive woman through unnecessary trouble.
His body temperature is a little higher than a normal human's, and despite his rough skin his touch is as gentle as he can manage. It's been quite a while since he's had a woman, so there's something almost curious and novel about the way his hands move over every inch of her from her chest to her thighs. He's watching her carefully for signs of discomfort, pausing briefly if she seems upset, and pressing kisses to her lips, her cheeks and her neck every so often.]