Marcus
Marcus found himself overflowing with excitement. Charged with newfound energy, his hand lightly played with her nipples. Her warm skin calmed his heart but there was something missing. You know, I do like you, he sent to her. Well sent was not the word. He was simply being introspective, letting his inner thoughts come to the surface, knowing full well she would be able to hear him. Your voice is incredibly sexy, yet soothing at the same time. Your innocence is touching and far too easy to play around with...
He toyed with her nipple, racking her breasts with a gentle touch, stopping only to play with the now hardened nipples. Meanwhile, the other hand gently probbed the muscles on her belly, taking note of every crevice. In this sense, it was him compensating for not knowing her mind by knowing her body.
I want to connect with you, even if I am a little scared. I want to know what it feels like to be inside you. I have issues being genuine sometimes... I know that from experience. Even so, I want to see more of you in every possible way. But you know...
He allowed his hands to wander downward towards her slit, digging all 5 fingers inside. If she thought he was small, she could easily handle that. With his fingers coated in her juices, his hand ascended. With one simple stroke, he wiped her own fluids onto her face, causing it to gleam in the moonlight.
I think your scared too, even more so than me.