Two pictures

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This is part of a collaboration with vensre, who asked if I'd be interested in illustrating some scenes from her unfinished (and super hot) fic. She deserves all the credit for inspiring these. :)

There'll be probably four more pictures to come, which I'll continue post in groups of two.

ETA: Oops, I misremembered. There's three left.



His fingers brushed the palm of my hand, an area which (improbably) seemed directly connected via nerves to other body parts. It didn't take long to realise he was doing it on purpose. I opened my hand and let him touch, a slightly aching pleasure washing over and
over me.




I listed towards him and he moved to meet and support me. I turned, and, greatly daring (or so it felt), slid my arms loosely around his
waist. His breath rushed out of him. Then he responded, placing one
hand on the back of my neck and, in a greatly subdued, extremely
characteristic version of the motion, embraced me. He bent to touch
his lips to the top of my head.