[The point of rediscovery is one of those things that is fun and different. It's a thing that's new and yet familiar. Dick knows where to touch, but when he runs his fingers along her spine caressing each dip and lift with calloused fingers he's careful. He knows exactly how much pressure it takes to make her sigh, and what it takes to stimulate her further, when to be rough and when to be soft.
Finding the edge of her bra, Dick uses one hand to work the triple clasp. It might have been a while, but not so long that he's forgotten his gift. Sliding his hand between her shoulder blades he moves from her lips so that he can kiss over her neck. ]
You're so beautiful, all of you, so soft and your body is so lovely to touch. I've missed this.
[Parts of him that have carefully laid in slumber, or held away from her begin to awaken and his body starts to remember what it's like to know her, to know her in every form of the verb. He groans against her skin, inhaling the fragrance of her -- the essence that is simply Dawn and all the things that mix together to make her smell and taste the way she does.]
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Finding the edge of her bra, Dick uses one hand to work the triple clasp. It might have been a while, but not so long that he's forgotten his gift. Sliding his hand between her shoulder blades he moves from her lips so that he can kiss over her neck. ]
You're so beautiful, all of you, so soft and your body is so lovely to touch. I've missed this.
[Parts of him that have carefully laid in slumber, or held away from her begin to awaken and his body starts to remember what it's like to know her, to know her in every form of the verb. He groans against her skin, inhaling the fragrance of her -- the essence that is simply Dawn and all the things that mix together to make her smell and taste the way she does.]