[closed, for Titus]: love, love is a verb

[ohmaiden]

continued from here; warning for probable adult content >.>

She reaches for his hand when he sits down, smiling at him.

"Well?" She's blushing a bit, but she's still got the slightly wild look in her eyes, and she really just wants to touch him.

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[77th_earl]

He takes both her hands in his and looks into her eyes. "I'm afraid my flesh is more inspired than my spirit," he admits. "This is not the first time I have been alone with a girl, but it is my first time alone with a lady. I would not want to offend you with my awkwardness."

[ohmaiden]

She laughs a little, softly. "It's all right--don't be afraid," she says gently. "I'm only a girl, after all. You can take--you can do what you like."

[77th_earl]

He looks away modestly. "You're sure of that?" he asks. "I was taught that I should take more care with a lady, and I can't help thinking of you as anything less than a lady," he admits, looking up at her.

[ohmaiden]

"--Don't be afraid, please," she says, almost begging.