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Darren thought for a second before pulling his shirt over his head bravely, showing Lillian his weight loss only made his face turn redder.
Darren thought for a second before pulling his shirt over his head bravely, showing Lillian his weight loss only made his face turn redder.
Lillian moved her hand and held his face, "You look great."
Darren smiled awkwardly and gave Lillian a nervous nod. He had never been this nervous around her before.
Lillian took off her shirt. She smiled as she leaned up and kissed him, "Don't be ashamed."
Darren sighed and put a real smile on his face. He kissed her cheek and moved down to her torso placing kissing the whole way.
Lillian smiled back before moaning as Darren kissed her torso. Every inch of her body seemed hypersensitive.
He kissed along her hips and looked up at her for permission to undo her pants. He meant it when he said slow.
Lillian gave him a quick nod. Her nails were digging into the bed and her breathing was uneven.
He undid her pants and pulled them off slowly before returning to her lips with a shaky kiss. He couldn't control how nervous he felt.
Lillian kissed him back with reassurance. He wasn't doing anything wrong. If he wanted to stop he could at anytime.
He stopped for a second, panting above her, "I need a second," He sighed.
Lillian nodded. she said breathlessly, "Take your time."
He smiled and seconds later collided back into her lips pressing his tongue in her lips.
Lillian opened her mouth slightly to let him in. She let out a noise in the back of her throat.
Lillian let him in and he felt a surprising tightness in his pants. He wasn't sure that would still happen after chemo.
Lillian moved her leg slightly and 'accidently' rubbed against a large lump.
Darren moaned louder than he had expected, his head felt like it was spinning. He melted even more into Lillian.
Lillian felt her face rise as Darren moaned. He never did that, she melted.
Darren rubbed against Lillian with similar unbearable friction as he had before, mostly to sooth the aching between his legs.
Lillian let out a loud moan. Her nails dug deeper into the bed. And her lower gut grew tighter.
Darren moved a hand to Lillian's thigh, his kisses becoming more frantic and sloppy.
Lillian let out this guttural moan. She couldn't hold her composure for much longer. She wanted nothing more than for Darren to do it.
Darren groaned at the horrible pain in his pants as he reached behind Lillian to undo her bra.
(Take it to the pm?)
(Yess)
(We talking like dinner?)
(?)
(I’m confused. I’m sorry)
(It's cool. Yeah dinner.)
(Wait PM as in not AM or Private message? I’m no good at life)
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