Her dress whispered as it crumpled flat. He tried to focus on her wrist, on her elbow, not her fingers as they flittered, fanned out to let her undergarment slip through them.
Ayel just watched her, for a long slow moment, followed a flush of pink upward from her hips, the smooth expanse of her waist and the gentle curving slope of her ribs. And higher still.
He knew he was blushing, could feel the heat of it in his face, in his skin. He grinned his way through it and wriggled back a bit, pressing for contact as he slid his elbow to the side, used it to lean closer as he tilted toward vertical.
Even through the blush, she still looked faintly chilled. Goosebumps.
He would just have to help her get warm. Best to do that by keeping close. He curved his neck inward against her, pressed a soft kiss against the rounded dip of her shoulder, right where it became her collarbone.
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Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-05-01 02:09 am (UTC)Ayel just watched her, for a long slow moment, followed a flush of pink upward from her hips, the smooth expanse of her waist and the gentle curving slope of her ribs. And higher still.
He knew he was blushing, could feel the heat of it in his face, in his skin. He grinned his way through it and wriggled back a bit, pressing for contact as he slid his elbow to the side, used it to lean closer as he tilted toward vertical.
Even through the blush, she still looked faintly chilled. Goosebumps.
He would just have to help her get warm. Best to do that by keeping close. He curved his neck inward against her, pressed a soft kiss against the rounded dip of her shoulder, right where it became her collarbone.