Date: 2019-08-20 08:48 am (UTC)
candor1: (e.b.d.l.n. . shirtless . down)
From: [personal profile] candor1
[He tilted his head, ever so slightly, into the kiss. His hands tightened, still gentle, momentarily on her.

He belatedly heard his own language!fail and ducked his head in lieu of a blush. Rather than compound it with more words, he grinned and reached behind them for the soapbar.

He alternated between the bar and his palm, running over her skin, lingering worshipfully across her shoulders and back, her collarbone and neck, and flitting more delicately, over… more sensitive areas. Even so, he met her eyes every time before lightly skimming a breast or her stomach, seeking tacit consent, as he made his way down her torso, to her hips. Then, like it was the most natural thing in the world, he knelt before her. He took her foot in his hand to gently urge her to lift it, then place it instead on his braced knee, so he could pay serious attention to her entire leg. Never trespassing too far inward. Even when he dropped some of his affected nonchalance and pressed a kiss into her thigh.]
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