The Sunspire ocean eyes

was she hesitating? was she backpedalling? terance suddenly worried that this too put him in the wrong-- that once again he approached something-- someone-- that didn't want him. but after a few moments of staring-- lost in that gaze that she so daringly locked onto his-- he felt the hard-- but soft-- movement of her hips against him and he was able to reassure himself that this was mutual. and in those moments, he was suckered into silence, unable to find a single word to express his opinion on that matter-- which were very positive. but he found them, eventually, and replied breathily, "i want you." how about that? he hoped that didn't come off too desperate-- but in this moment, he was exactly that.

he didn't entirely know what he was doing but... he made some educated guesses. like seabreeze, terance knew all about the birds and the bees-- scientifically speaking, anyway, but how they worked in real life, in the real world? he was having to put some pieces together himself-- and that was easier said than done.

he broke from her touch, briefly, and rounded on her, head low and gaze watchful, moving in again to nip at her back and hind legs. a soft, needy growl sounded from his throat.