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[Oh we're going for the hands now are we? He learns quickly, more quickly than anyone else she's been with. She ducks her head for a moment, pleased at both the kiss and his words.]
[Her breath catches when he reaches her wrist: that's always been a particularly... sensitive spot for her. It's most distracting, which is no doubt the point.]
[Oh. Oh, that's... gratifying. It's more of a reaction than he would have expected, and one he'd like to provoke again. He lingers there, kissing the inside of her wrist with a languid delicacy.]
[Stars. She watches Daneel for a minute, her bright blue eyes becoming darker with desire. Admittedly, this may have not quite as much of an effect on her earlier but now there has been a build up, an ever escalating series of caresses and kisses and, despite the interruptions, she is very aroused by his attentions. With the reassurance that this is truly what he wants, that they're partners in pleasure, and it's not just her taking without him receiving, what little hesitation she had left fades away.]
Wait.
[She takes her hand away, albeit with great reluctance, in order to pull her tank top over her head and tossing the garment aside on the floor, where it is soon joined by her bra. Her body is still lithe and athletic from her continued martial arts and yoga practice, but there's a softness there too, from age and from motherhood. She is completely unselfconscious as she allows him a moment to look at her before climbing onto his lap, wrapping her long legs around him and running her hands up and down his perfectly sculpted abdominal and pectoral muscles (Ahh, the egotism of roboticists).]
[Well, the egotism of roboticists is worth at least a little if Beverly's enjoying the result of it.
Daneel slides his hands around her waist, pulling her into a warm kiss before turning his attention to the side of her neck with a trail of gentle kisses.]
[That elicits a soft moan from Beverly and she presses against him, reveling in the feel of her naked skin rubbing against his. Her hands move to the back of his head, her fingers toying with his hair as well as the tips of his ears.]
[There's a distinct novelty in this, but also an intensity that Daneel isn't sure he was entirely prepared for. That's all right, though. He'll figure this out.
He lets his hands roam over Beverly's skin, gentle and exploring, down the curve of her spine and over the swell of her breasts, seeking out what she might like, other places she might like to be touched.]
[As he lets his hands roam down her back, she kisses his temple, then leans back, resting her hands on his shoulders, when he moves to her front. For a long minute, she simply watches him explore. It's a little bit of a marvel, how intent he is on finding just the right place to touch. Not that it ought to be a surprise to her at this point, knowing him as she does - when is he ever not purposeful in his actions? - yet it is still very different from Jack's teasing silliness or Odan's passionate flourishes or anyone else she's been with at all, really. It's quite lovely, it its own quiet way.
Of course, much as she's enjoying this from an emotional standpoint, it is not providing as much physical stimulation as she would like and well...she can't expect him to figure out everything on his own, now can she?]
[He pauses uncertainly, but it doesn't take him long to work out the reasoning why. Of course. Her patience can only go so far, and this is new to him.]
Yes, of course.
[He rests his hand on her side, his fingers curling against her skin.]
[Seeing his uncertainty, she gives him a reassuring smile.]
Don't worry, it's not a criticism. You've been... wonderful.
[To be honest, she wasn't intending to even get to this point on their first night, but things have thus far progressed so smoothly that it seems worth following this road wherever it takes them. Fortunately, talking about sex and foreplay in a straightforward, even clinical, fashion doesn't throw her off one iota and it seems to her that would make the most sense to him. So, she patiently talks him through everything as she shows him her most sensitive areas and how she likes best to be caressed and stroked, with fingers and lips and tongue.
In the end, though he learns well - very well - she does have to finish herself off. After coming, she stretches luxuriously out on the bed and looks over at him with a happy sigh.]
[Admittedly, he thinks of what his answer should be, what she wants to hear. But no, that isn't right, ironically what Beverly would want to hear is not to be told exactly what she wants to hear. She... she would want the truth. And perhaps, if Daneel could manage to achieve some level of introspection on this, well. Maybe he'd be able to figure out what he did think.
So he's quiet for a moment, thoughtful and still.]
I am glad I offered this to you, and glad you accepted. I had many misgivings.
[He sits up as well, his hands resting in his lap.]
That it was something I was not capable of, that my trying would cause you harm. That is... still something I am concerned about, but not as concerned.
[He blinks at her. That honestly hadn't occurred to him. It hadn't occurred to him to mention it beforehand, and it hadn't occurred to him that she would be interested.]
I couldn't answer that question without trying. And I didn't wish to disappoint you.
[She releases hold of his face but remains sitting close to him, their legs touching.]
Tell me exactly what you're still concerned about, when you say you're worried you might bring me harm. I'm glad tonight alleviated most of them but I want to address any other misgivings you have to see if we can't find a solution.
[He's quiet for a moment, trying to put this into words.]
This is not a relationship like I have ever had before. I have had friendships, but navigating a sexual relationship is necessarily different. I remain concerned that I am attempting something that I'm not capable of, and that I will cause you distress in my failure.
What makes you think you are incapable of being in a relationship like this? You still experience pleasure and love and intimacy. Perhaps not exactly in the way that I do, but that doesn't make you any less capable.
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Now I suppose it's my turn to be flattered.
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It is nevertheless true. In any case, there is satisfaction for me in your pleasure. That is more than enough for me.
[Daneel turns his attention to her wrist, kissing slowly up her arm.]
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Daneel...
[His name comes out almost as a gasp.]
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[Oh. Oh, that's... gratifying. It's more of a reaction than he would have expected, and one he'd like to provoke again. He lingers there, kissing the inside of her wrist with a languid delicacy.]
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Wait.
[She takes her hand away, albeit with great reluctance, in order to pull her tank top over her head and tossing the garment aside on the floor, where it is soon joined by her bra. Her body is still lithe and athletic from her continued martial arts and yoga practice, but there's a softness there too, from age and from motherhood. She is completely unselfconscious as she allows him a moment to look at her before climbing onto his lap, wrapping her long legs around him and running her hands up and down his perfectly sculpted abdominal and pectoral muscles (Ahh, the egotism of roboticists).]
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Daneel slides his hands around her waist, pulling her into a warm kiss before turning his attention to the side of her neck with a trail of gentle kisses.]
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He lets his hands roam over Beverly's skin, gentle and exploring, down the curve of her spine and over the swell of her breasts, seeking out what she might like, other places she might like to be touched.]
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Of course, much as she's enjoying this from an emotional standpoint, it is not providing as much physical stimulation as she would like and well...she can't expect him to figure out everything on his own, now can she?]
Perhaps a demonstration would help?
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Yes, of course.
[He rests his hand on her side, his fingers curling against her skin.]
Perhaps that would be best.
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Don't worry, it's not a criticism. You've been... wonderful.
[To be honest, she wasn't intending to even get to this point on their first night, but things have thus far progressed so smoothly that it seems worth following this road wherever it takes them. Fortunately, talking about sex and foreplay in a straightforward, even clinical, fashion doesn't throw her off one iota and it seems to her that would make the most sense to him. So, she patiently talks him through everything as she shows him her most sensitive areas and how she likes best to be caressed and stroked, with fingers and lips and tongue.
In the end, though he learns well - very well - she does have to finish herself off. After coming, she stretches luxuriously out on the bed and looks over at him with a happy sigh.]
That was an excellent lesson, I think.
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Daneel gives Beverly a small smile; truthfully, he's very pleased with how things have gone, even if he sees room for improvement.]
I'm glad you think so.
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And you? What do you think?
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So he's quiet for a moment, thoughtful and still.]
I am glad I offered this to you, and glad you accepted. I had many misgivings.
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Misgivings?
[Though of course he's right that she wants the truth, not whatever would make her feel better. Honesty is important.]
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That it was something I was not capable of, that my trying would cause you harm. That is... still something I am concerned about, but not as concerned.
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Why didn't you tell me? We could have talked it through. I would have talked it through with you, if I had realized...
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I couldn't answer that question without trying. And I didn't wish to disappoint you.
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Daneel...
[She wraps her arms around his shoulders and pulls him into a tight hug.]
That wouldn't have changed how I feel about you.
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You are... very kind, Beverly. Perhaps I should have brought it up, in which case I'm sorry I did not.
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[She pulls back and cups his face gently in her hands.]
I promised we'd go slowly and then... I didn't misread something, did I?
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[He kisses her, to reassure her and because he can.]
All is well.
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Good.
[She releases hold of his face but remains sitting close to him, their legs touching.]
Tell me exactly what you're still concerned about, when you say you're worried you might bring me harm. I'm glad tonight alleviated most of them but I want to address any other misgivings you have to see if we can't find a solution.
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This is not a relationship like I have ever had before. I have had friendships, but navigating a sexual relationship is necessarily different. I remain concerned that I am attempting something that I'm not capable of, and that I will cause you distress in my failure.
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