[In the calm quiet, the way his breath quickens ever so slightly as Athelstan's hand slides lower is obvious, even more so when he parts his lips for a shaky exhale. Despite his efforts to keep his reactions subdued, his heavier breathing makes his chest rise and fall with more force.]
I am satisfied with you. Just you. Being with you. [But he certainly wasn't telling Athelstan to stop. He sounded a little breathless.]
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I am satisfied with you. Just you. Being with you. [But he certainly wasn't telling Athelstan to stop. He sounded a little breathless.]