[Seeing her gasp and moan is enough encouragement on its own, and Scott continues to stroke and massage the nipple that's in his fingers, his eyes not entirely sure if they want to focus on her chest or her face. They both cause him to flush, and not only does he feel it paint down his neck, but he shifts uncomfortably in his jeans for a moment, because fuck. She's so hot and he wants to see her react even more.]
Y-yeah?
[He stammers lightly, some of that new found confidence turning shy just a bit, but it's clear that her words have their intended effect. H-he's not fucking up, he's really pleasing her-- she's flushed because of him and really, that's the only thing running through his mind. Feeling a little bold now, Scott moves the hand that's been covering her breast to lightly cup it and leaning down slowly until his mouth lets a small exhale against her, before placing a kiss against the tip.]
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Y-yeah?
[He stammers lightly, some of that new found confidence turning shy just a bit, but it's clear that her words have their intended effect. H-he's not fucking up, he's really pleasing her-- she's flushed because of him and really, that's the only thing running through his mind. Feeling a little bold now, Scott moves the hand that's been covering her breast to lightly cup it and leaning down slowly until his mouth lets a small exhale against her, before placing a kiss against the tip.]