[He kisses back, just as heated, wanting. He wants to see more, to touch more, but he finds it very hard to resist kissing her. Especially when he can feel how much she wants him through it. All little things that help his nerves.]
[But he doesn't follow her when she sits back. He knows that is a good way to not get to see her. He is more than eager to help the process, however, helping push up the fabric, his hands running up along her sides, hands resting just under her ribs as she tugs it the rest of the way off. He looks her over with lidded eyes and there is a hitch in his breathing as he sees the color.]
[Even if it wasn't for him, it certainly feels pointed.]
[His hands drift over the corset, tracing over the delicate embroidery with a light touch. His eyes flick up to hers, the gold looking more like amber with his eyes darkened by lust.]
You're gorgeous. [At least he chose the shirt specifically for ease, the buttons going all the way down along the side.] Not that its a surprise. You're like an Oleander. Beautiful, at a glance you seem almost delicate in your beauty, but anyone paying attention will see how dangerous you are.
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Date: Apr. 14th, 2023 07:10 pm (UTC)[But he doesn't follow her when she sits back. He knows that is a good way to not get to see her. He is more than eager to help the process, however, helping push up the fabric, his hands running up along her sides, hands resting just under her ribs as she tugs it the rest of the way off. He looks her over with lidded eyes and there is a hitch in his breathing as he sees the color.]
[Even if it wasn't for him, it certainly feels pointed.]
[His hands drift over the corset, tracing over the delicate embroidery with a light touch. His eyes flick up to hers, the gold looking more like amber with his eyes darkened by lust.]
You're gorgeous. [At least he chose the shirt specifically for ease, the buttons going all the way down along the side.] Not that its a surprise. You're like an Oleander. Beautiful, at a glance you seem almost delicate in your beauty, but anyone paying attention will see how dangerous you are.