The amount of pressure that she demonstrates with his hand is more than he expected, though he was well aware that he has been trying to "play it safe" somewhat (as the human expression goes).
He also happens to notice the same contrast in their skin tone, now that his hand is in his line of sight. He is not certain how it makes him feel. It is aesthetically pleasing, in its way, but perhaps it is difficult for him to forget that it highlights their differences, that there is none of the same sweat or flush gracing his features, that he is still not quite as warm as she is. On the other hand, it is that very contrast that makes him marvel at the fact that this beautiful creature is in his arms, that she wants to be close to him in the most intimate—most natural, most biological—possible way.
Not only that, but it reminds him how incredible it is that she has brought him to this point, feeling closer to human than he ever dreamed was possible. He shudders again.
"I believe my… mental pathways could also become accustomed… to these… sensory input patterns," he manages. A few more sharp breaths, and he moans again, at a spot she just hit that feels particularly good. His hands find their way to her hips again, holding her closer, even more firmly now that he has a better idea of how much force he can use.
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He also happens to notice the same contrast in their skin tone, now that his hand is in his line of sight. He is not certain how it makes him feel. It is aesthetically pleasing, in its way, but perhaps it is difficult for him to forget that it highlights their differences, that there is none of the same sweat or flush gracing his features, that he is still not quite as warm as she is. On the other hand, it is that very contrast that makes him marvel at the fact that this beautiful creature is in his arms, that she wants to be close to him in the most intimate—most natural, most biological—possible way.
Not only that, but it reminds him how incredible it is that she has brought him to this point, feeling closer to human than he ever dreamed was possible. He shudders again.
"I believe my… mental pathways could also become accustomed… to these… sensory input patterns," he manages. A few more sharp breaths, and he moans again, at a spot she just hit that feels particularly good. His hands find their way to her hips again, holding her closer, even more firmly now that he has a better idea of how much force he can use.