It's been a long time since Alice has had any kind of extended contact with a human, and that hadn't been anything like this, but her friendship with Bella before she'd been changed had taught her a lot about what to do, what not to do, her own limits. Even so, being with Natasha like this is easy in a way she really hadn't expected.
She's never been nervous of hurting her, she realizes as Natasha draws her forward onto the bed. She's nervous of her own inexperience. She's over a hundred, and in all that time, she's only ever been with Jasper. It seems silly to mention it, but it's going to be obvious, isn't it? Especially obvious with how certain Natasha's hands are on her, the way she pulls her close so easily, the way she makes Alice want more.
Alice's hands move over Natasha like fluttering birds, perched for a moment on her shoulders, then one slipping around her waist and her fingers just barely skimming her hair as she tips her head into the kiss, all tentative, uncertain touches. Natasha must know, she must be able to tell, and Alice hopes Jasper is long gone now, her nervousness is spiking.
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She's never been nervous of hurting her, she realizes as Natasha draws her forward onto the bed. She's nervous of her own inexperience. She's over a hundred, and in all that time, she's only ever been with Jasper. It seems silly to mention it, but it's going to be obvious, isn't it? Especially obvious with how certain Natasha's hands are on her, the way she pulls her close so easily, the way she makes Alice want more.
Alice's hands move over Natasha like fluttering birds, perched for a moment on her shoulders, then one slipping around her waist and her fingers just barely skimming her hair as she tips her head into the kiss, all tentative, uncertain touches. Natasha must know, she must be able to tell, and Alice hopes Jasper is long gone now, her nervousness is spiking.