[As if he can read her mind his thumb flicks again, slower this time, circling the hardened peak before tweaking it between it and his forefinger, easing the ache he knows he's caused.
But then she takes his hand and makes her intention clear, eyes shifting from her form to the bed, his own fingers tightening around hers as he moves away, taking careful steps backward as he leads her towards it.]
That is alright. I will have to leave marks in other places.
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But then she takes his hand and makes her intention clear, eyes shifting from her form to the bed, his own fingers tightening around hers as he moves away, taking careful steps backward as he leads her towards it.]
That is alright. I will have to leave marks in other places.