[And then the obvious difference in their partnership shows. Awkward, teenage Malik was dating a guy who only looked teenage... who was in fact, so much older and so much more confident in himself. There's no hesitance in him as his tongue invades her open mouth, claiming it for his own like a king riding into a newly-captured territory. He can feel her squirming against him, and it only makes him want to keep going.
He lets his hand move then, fingers stroking over her collarbone briefly, along her throat, feeling her racing pulse beneath them, then down again and over her shoulder. They glance over the tape as he trails them down, feeling the warmth of her skin - but it wasn't real warmth, was it? Or real skin, for that matter - just to feel it. Her skin is surprisingly soft. He wonders if it's soft like that everywhere.
Well, she can't slap him, and if she bites him, all the better... so his hand casually settles on her chest, squeezing a little.
Yep. It's soft alright. But he didn't doubt that. He just wanted to feel it.]
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He lets his hand move then, fingers stroking over her collarbone briefly, along her throat, feeling her racing pulse beneath them, then down again and over her shoulder. They glance over the tape as he trails them down, feeling the warmth of her skin - but it wasn't real warmth, was it? Or real skin, for that matter - just to feel it. Her skin is surprisingly soft. He wonders if it's soft like that everywhere.
Well, she can't slap him, and if she bites him, all the better... so his hand casually settles on her chest, squeezing a little.
Yep. It's soft alright. But he didn't doubt that. He just wanted to feel it.]