Initially, moving felt sort of weird, too -- but after a moment, Olive found herself falling into the rhythm he set and arching her hips up just slightly to meet his. That helped, and within a few seconds she began to really understand how great this could be. It still felt uncomfortable -- sort of constricted, though she figured that was an issue that would resolve itself in time -- but now there was pulse of something warm and powerful and mostly-dormant, too. With her instincts sort of taking over as far as moving against him was concerned, Olive was free to skim her hands along Victor's back, her nails lightly grazing his skin.
She already was starting to feel like she'd never get enough of feeling like this, and Olive was savvy enough to know that it would get much better, still.
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Date: 2013-02-28 08:51 pm (UTC)She already was starting to feel like she'd never get enough of feeling like this, and Olive was savvy enough to know that it would get much better, still.