《You're A Doll (COMPLETE)》20. Understanding
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I sighed as I placed the pizza in the fridge and looked to see her slightly sniffle, hoping I wouldn't notice.
I felt my heart twinge as I sat down in front of her and took her into my lap.
She laid her head into my chest as I held her like a small child.
"Princess, I genuinely want to know what's bothering you so much?" I said and smelt her dampened hair.
"I'm not exactly sure. I just I'm disappointed in myself and upset because I want you so bad but it's just me being weird about it." She shook her head and I felt frustrated she didn't understand.
"Don't be, there is so much more we can do than just penetration. That's just a simple fuck Sail, I wanna hold you and taste your skin and give you love bites. I don't need my dick inside of you to feel pleasure and you don't need me in you for that either. I understand that it's a first time thing but you have morals and one of those is how you feel about your body." I kissed her head.
"So it's okay? I like when you touch me, a lot. I just don't know how this works. I've never really dated either." She shrugged.
"Baby, I'll touch you however you need, we will figure it out because I am so incredibly into you. I respect what you want and I won't push you into anything you aren't ready for. I know you want me and sec isn't the only way to let me know that love." I said and I looked down at her as her lips turned up slightly.
"Uhm yea one more thing." She said and moved from my lap, now straddling my waist so she could look at me.
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"As an early teen I had, tmi and it's a bit weird sounding maybe even gross, but I had ovarian cysts. The result of that is I can't get pregnant without an IVF and that sort of determines my future I suppose." She said toying with my sweat strings as a distraction.
"Why would that be weird?" I asked taking her nervous hands in mine and kissing her knuckles on one hand and placing the other on my cheek, holding her colder skin there.
"I'm not sure, the word cysts I guess." She shrugged.
I chuckled looking at her, searching for the hazel eyes I merely yearned for. She kept her eyes low.
I kept the hold of her hand on my cheek but used my other to point her face to meet my eyes.
"Look at me." I said and she did immediately.
"Why so nervous? Those are something that is totally of of your control. I promise, this whole thing will be okay, I understand fully of what you want and communicating with me is key. I wanna know what your thinking in that pretty head and how you feel. Okay? How about I begin the movie, we've talked for like a while so I'll see if the pizza is chilled and do you have a clue on what you want to watch?" I asked.
"Coraline." She smiled.
"Okay." I leaned forward and held her waist as I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply.
I felt her gratitude and passion through the kiss and I smiled lightly.
"Thank you for understanding me." She mumbled.
"Thank you for talking to me." I looked at her lips seeing them not quite as red as I liked.
I kissed her again making sure to suck on her lower lip and she laughed as I didn't let go. When I did her lips looked beautifully kissed.
"Why'd you do that?" She asked.
"I love your lips Sailor." I stood, setting her down.
"How about we make out for the beginning of the movie?" She suggested.
"I'd never turn you down."
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