When they had finished their exploration of one another, Jek laid above her, kissing her softly, gently caressing her face, yet he hesitated to go further, stopping to ask if it would be okay. “If you don’t, I will,” she replied with a small smile, trying not to giggle a little at the situation, not wanting to ruin the mood and knowing he had good intentions. “Sorry.” She realized that it was a poor time for her weird humor, “Yes,” she gave him formal permission, “please,” she added, her voice barely a whisper, but it carried with it the longing she felt.<br/><br/>Aeris let a soft moan escape her lips when she felt him inside of her. He took his time, slowly and patiently learning what brought her pleasure, which you wouldn’t hear her complaining about. She enjoyed taking it slow, letting it last, enjoying every moment of it. She hadn’t stopped her own explorations, kissing, touching, and tasting him, wanting to give him the same pleasure and careful attention he gave her, while being careful not to go too far and push him over the edge too soon.<br/><br/>He was slow, sweet, and gentle until the end, which she thought was very much like him. She held tightly to him, the moan of pleasure that escaped her lips muffled as she buried her face in his shoulder, her body pressing against his as her back arched when she reached her climax. She didn’t release him even as he followed behind her. She just held him, her face moving from his shoulder to his neck, allowing her to breathe a little easier, and to nuzzle against his neck as they laid there.<br/><br/>She didn’t know how long they laid then before he finally rolled over to lay beside her, pulling the covers around them as he did. She snuggled close to him, resting her head on his chest, one of his hands gently tracing the muscles of his chest and abdomen, one leg wrapped lightly around his as she remained close to him, just enjoying the stillness, quiet, and his presence. She felt both satisfied and happy, a light smile on her face as she watched her fingers trace across his chest as it slowly rose and fell with each breath.<br/><br/>After a while, she propped herself up on her other elbow, moving her leg slowly and gently up his as she did, her eyes looking down into his with some mix of affection and mischief. “For the record,” she began, walking her fingers up his chest, “If you stop to ask my permission again,” she continued, bring her finger to his lips and tracing them lightly, punctuating her words carefully as she did, “Next time, I’ll say no,” she was only teasing him, the mischief in her eyes and teasing smile that played across her lips giving her away, if the bond they shared hadn’t already done so. He had to know that she would never say no to him. If he asked, she’d give him the entire universe if it were within her power.<br/><br/>She then leaned in and kissed him once again, soft and sweet at first before it deepened, her desire sparking again, telling her to climb on top of him, to pull him under with her again. She almost gave in, but she didn’t want to push him, so she decided instead to be content. She almost apologized, but instead, she kissed his cheek lightly, then whispered, “Not sorry,” in his ear before kissing it and moving back to a similar position to where she had started, but this time her head rested a little higher, on his shoulder. She kissed his neck sweetly before nuzzling against it and smiling, deciding to give him a break, so long as he wanted it.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Jax felt happy, having enjoyed all the movements and sounds she made in response to everything he’d done. He had only drove him further as he’d sought more, until he’d given and taken everything. He stayed this way, keeping himself above her but not resting his weight fully on her, not wishing to crush her. He was enjoying her continued touch as her hands continued to roam across his skin. He could feel that she was satisfied, and yet she still wanted more.<br/><br/>When she took his face in her hands and kissed him, he responded in kind, his kiss soft, sweet, and filled with love. “I love you too,” he whispered in reply, feeling her need to hear it again. He kissed her forehead and whispered the words again, kissed each cheek, kissed her neck on one side and then the other, whispering the words with every kiss, as if to make sure she had no doubt.<br/><br/>He looked up at her, deciding to grant her unspoken desire, continuing to slowly trail kissed across her skin, each one soft but filled with heat and desire. He kissed each collarbone, then down each arm, kissing each fingertip on the left and then the right. His lips just barely touched her skin as he moved from her arm to her breasts. He paused his venture briefly to once again give attention to that which she had been insecure about, taking the soft flesh into his mouth once again, tasting it, savoring it, teasing each one lightly with his tongue, enjoying every little reaction she gave him before he moved on. He continued to trail kissed downward, lightly kissing her ribs, finding each scar on her skin and kissing each one before moving on, trailing kisses down to her hips, paying attention to the areas she seemed most sensitive to as he did.<br/><br/>He continued, trailing kisses to her inner thigh, down one leg and then back up the other, only stopping when he reached the top of her leg, kissing her inner thigh at the bend of her leg. He moved only slightly his face now between her legs, only centimeters from her most sensitive flesh. He hesitated, having no experience with anything like this. He’d known that she had wanted everything, but would she want this?<br/><br/>He placed a light kiss on the area, as he had done everywhere else, then he looked up at her, as if to ask what she wanted. As he waited for his answer, his hands gently caressed her skin, brushing against the soft skin of her breasts before moving down across her abdomen to her hips. He paid special attention to the areas where she’d been most sensitive before, tracing down her legs before slipping around them to take hold of her buttocks before sliding slowly up her back.<br/><br/>“What’s it going to be, princess?” he asked with a hint of a smirk, calling her by the nickname he’d given her as a child. She’d always felt the need to voice her opinion, and she’d always known what she wanted, and she liked to have things her way. He’d never minded, as he’d always been very chill and laid back, so he was happy to go along with whatever she’d asked of him—or dragged him along for, in some cases. Still, he’d had to tease her about it, even if he didn’t mind, so he’d dubbed her princess. Now that he thought about it, though, she’d hated when he called her at in the beginning, although it eventually grew on her. He hoped that she wouldn’t decide to go back to hating it, otherwise he’d just made a very bad call.