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[From anyone else, the giggle probably would have triggered a mess of hurt feelings, but knowing the other's inexperience with...every aspect of this conceivable, and keeping in mind that might account for an unexpected reaction helps to temper his insecurity. That soft internal hum is reassuring, too, when not completely weirding him out.]

Feel good? [He murmurs it close to Rover's ear, and while he'd like to sound like a smug bastard, he doesn't quite have that much confidence that he's interpreting their reactions correctly. There's uncertainty there, along with an unasked, hopeful, You can really feel this?]

Yeah. [They peek at Maverick through their fingers, feeling shy. Exposed in a way they've never felt before. (Which...they've never done this before, and they weren't built to do this, of course they've never felt like this before.)

They wonder if they should be doing more. They move their hand, brushing it through Maverick's hair in an awkward pet.]

I wasn't expecting to.

[Hmm!]

Gee, that little faith in me, huh?

[Or his skill, which was, you know, not extensive, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that he's feeling comfortable enough to tease, and he tips his head to lean into the touch. Pauses to study their face.]

...You're really beautiful.

[It's a dumb thing to say, he feels like, but those are the words that fell out when he opened his mouth. The shyness is charming, too, like he's being trusted with this. Trust...is nice. Another award-winning observation, good work.

Maverick kisses them to distract from his blush, hopefully, then pushes himself up onto his elbows, securing some space between their upper bodies, although it must be glaringly obvious that he's getting hard, with his pelvis against the other.]

You, uh...aren't gonna overheat on me if we keep going, right?

It's not that.

[They thread their fingers through his hair, before dropping their hand. They feel warm, but not in a way that concerns them. Everything seems to be in order, they just...

Feel overwhelmed.]

I just wasn't sure I could feel anything at all.

[It's a quiet admission, as Maverick calls them beautiful. Those words make them feel even more flustered, but looking at him he seems...just as flustered. So at least they're not alone.]

But I don't think I'm going to overheat.

[They're pretty sure they won't - they don't think they could get much warmer, but they have no idea.]

Are you going to be okay?

[It takes two to tango, after all. On this, they can agree. Might as well have them both be idiots about it, in different ways, so they can fumble their way to the finish line together.

Maverick laughs, even it's...embarrassing. He's done this before, he shouldn't need to be asked!! But...it's never been quite like this. Definitely feels exciting and new, with this little gremlin of a robot beneath him.]

I'm... [He ducks back in, leaving a soft kiss on their neck before continuing.] ...going to be fucking great.

[Of this he's almost certain. How could he not be way more than okay? Satisfied, Maverick pulls back again so he can peel his hoodie and shirt up over his head, revealing the eclectic collection of tattoos and pierced nipples, and remove the fingerless gloves. He's aching for as much contact as possible, really, and tugs their hips together with a shaky exhale. With confirmation they can feel... His now-bare hands slip underneath Rover's clothes, gently exploring their skin for any hints of something that they seem to enjoy feeling more than the rest.]

[They prop themselves up on their elbows as Maverick undresses, looking him over. They know they don't have anything to compare it to, but...]

You're pretty hot, you know?

[They laugh again, awkward and embarrassed, feeling a little bit like they're making a fool of themself.

They hope they don't disappoint him.

They roll their hips up against him, taking a shaky breath at the feeling of Maverick's hands against their skin. They don't need to breathe, no, but with the exhale they can release some of the heat that's building up in their core. Their cooling system is working on overdrive, now, and their breath is hot.]

What should I do...?

[He laughs, too, happy to hear it even if he doesn't exactly get it. It sounds genuine, which pleases him more than the words themselves, and the little markers of insecurity help to make the doubts lighten up on his heart even more. Heh. He's already feeling great, and they've only just started.

He bites his lip to suppress the soft groan and presses his lower half more insistently against them. He's quieter when he speaks, too, but a little rough.]

That. More of that. [Directing someone in how to please him is definitely out of his depths, but he sure does know that was a good feeling that would finish hardening him up pretty quickly. Which -- hm. Grinding into them and burying his face in Rover's collarbone to reward them with more kisses, he murmurs,] Can you get my zipper? N'touch me... You can play with my piercings. Kiss me.

[He's needy and easy to please, really, they could do pretty much anything.]

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jazz hands, we really in that warning territory now, folks

sorry folks it's all downhill from here

stay on this path to enter the bone zone

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