She is so very kissable. He sends the book of maps back to the library and pulls Elodea into his lap.

Mmm lapkissing yes good.

So good!

"I can't decide which I want to do more - watch you, or hold you..."

"Aww," she says, endeared, and kisses him again.

Kiss.

"I assume whichever way it goes you'd like commentary."

"The commentary is one of my very favourite parts."

She squirms a little and reaches between her legs. "Oh being in your lap like this tempts me," she murmurs breathily.

"I'll bet it does." He pets her hair.

Squirm. Very squirm. "Oh fuck I can feel you," she breathes.

"Yeah," he murmurs, his voice a little rough.

"Every time we do something like this I wonder--could I get you to fuck me if I really tried?--and I don't because if I could that'd be--you said no--and if I couldn't you'd stop--but oh, fuck, I want you--" she does not stop squirming.

"I love you. I want you. I am not going to fuck you until I'm - sure of myself."

"I know I know I know but oh I want you--and you're right there--"

He pets her hair some more. "It is very flattering how much you want me."

Squirming and lip-biting and a desperate little whine.

Pet pet pet. "You are so beautiful right now."

"I wonder if I could get you off just from grinding against you through your clothes--"

"As lovely a thought as that is, I'd rather you didn't try."

She whimpers again and her hips finally still.

He pets her hair, runs his hand down her back, kisses her forehead. "You're so beautiful."

"I love you I love you I want you--"

"I love you too. I want you too. You're beautiful, you're amazing, I love how you want me, I love that we have this."

She nods wordlessly.

Pet pet pet.