He wanted to kiss her again. He wanted to kiss her again and he couldn't, because she'd said only once, but his body didn't seem to think once was enough. She looked a little confused, a little dazed, but it didn't look the same way he was feeling so he didn't know whether to close the distance between them again or pull away completely, so he just - didn't do either, at least for the moment, and tried to catch his breath.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, finding that his voice was still a little raspy and breathless. His hands loosened their grip on her waist, but he didn't let go completely. He held them there, subconsciously committing the feeling and size of her to memory, along with the feeling of her lips and the little noise and the taste of her. The insecurities began bubbling up inside him again as he considered that perhaps she hadn't like the kiss, which is why she didn't look pleased. Maybe he should have kept it gentle and chaste, which would have been less memorable but also potentially less damaging to their acquaintanceship is she was willing to rebuild it. Which—was she?
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, finding that his voice was still a little raspy and breathless. His hands loosened their grip on her waist, but he didn't let go completely. He held them there, subconsciously committing the feeling and size of her to memory, along with the feeling of her lips and the little noise and the taste of her. The insecurities began bubbling up inside him again as he considered that perhaps she hadn't like the kiss, which is why she didn't look pleased. Maybe he should have kept it gentle and chaste, which would have been less memorable but also potentially less damaging to their acquaintanceship is she was willing to rebuild it. Which—was she?
— way too attractive set by mj <3 —