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Challenge 768 - No need to rush
Title: No need to rush
Character: Owen, Tosh
Author: m_findlow
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 768 - Rush at [Unknown site tag]torchwood100
Author notes: Written for Challenge 768 - Rush at [Unknown site tag]torchwood100
Summary: Owen is just enjoying being in the moment. A double drabble.
Owen pulled back from the kiss to undo the top button on Tosh's blouse. It was already low cut but now revealed the deep burgundy undergarments. His heart fluttered. Hadn't he always suspected Tosh was a lace kind of girl? It suited her. He let his finger trail down the skin between her bosom, enjoying the softness of the curvature he found there and the way it moved up and down with her breathing.
She unbuttoned the rest of it, pulling it open and then moving to unclasp the hooks on the back of her bra before Owen grabbed her hand gently and stopped her.
‘Stop.’ She frowned, looking upset by the words, and Owen realised she thought he didn't want it. ‘Not tonight,’ he said, trying to assuage her worries. ‘There's no need for us to rush into things. We got a second chance. I want to spend as long as possible enjoying it slowly.’ He tugged his own top over his head and pressed himself against her, feeling the lace rub against his skin.
‘I'm ready whenever you are,’ Tosh replied, taking his face in her hands and kissing him once again. ‘Always have been, always will be.’
Owen pulled back from the kiss to undo the top button on Tosh's blouse. It was already low cut but now revealed the deep burgundy undergarments. His heart fluttered. Hadn't he always suspected Tosh was a lace kind of girl? It suited her. He let his finger trail down the skin between her bosom, enjoying the softness of the curvature he found there and the way it moved up and down with her breathing.
She unbuttoned the rest of it, pulling it open and then moving to unclasp the hooks on the back of her bra before Owen grabbed her hand gently and stopped her.
‘Stop.’ She frowned, looking upset by the words, and Owen realised she thought he didn't want it. ‘Not tonight,’ he said, trying to assuage her worries. ‘There's no need for us to rush into things. We got a second chance. I want to spend as long as possible enjoying it slowly.’ He tugged his own top over his head and pressed himself against her, feeling the lace rub against his skin.
‘I'm ready whenever you are,’ Tosh replied, taking his face in her hands and kissing him once again. ‘Always have been, always will be.’
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