The closer they got to that moment, the more he desperately wanted to be closer to her. But this was on her terms, he wanted it to be that way, he knew his body was ready and so he wanted to make sure she felt the same way. His heart was pounding just as hard as hers was, threatening to beat its way out of his chest even as she started to lower herself - and didn't quite get it right, but when he laughed, it was meant to make her feel more comfortable, and as her fingers covered his, it shot a jolt up his spine and made him arch up to touch his lips to hers, however briefly. He tried to keep his whole body still -honestly, how did he know he wouldn't have been just as nervous if things had been reversed, he could have very well done the same thing - and tried to use the hand at the small of her back to guide her.

And oh, the second time was the charm, he knew that the instant the heat of her body touched sensitive, aching skin. He gasped, working hard to keep the sounds that wanted to come out in or her father wouldn't stay asleep, instead concentrating on breathing and watching her face as suddenly the heat of her body was close, closer than he'd ever thought possible, it felt like it was swallowing him whole and oh, God, all he could think was he wanted more, trying not to quirk his hips up or move at all, fearing that he'd hurt her, his body almost shaking with the effort of holding still.