However, he hears her subtle gestures, the soft flutter of her dress, and the thick and steady beat of her heart; he smells the rush of her pulse as it increases, how it rises to flood upon her cheeks, and practically tastes the warmth of her skin upon his tongue. Vision obstructed, even mildly so, the rest make up for it all.
...Yet, as he gazes upon her once more, it's a surprise all the same.
Startling in the way he doesn't say a word for the first few moments. How, for a fraction of that time, his breath stills, body heated even by that look of hers, alone, and all of her intentions that radiate from it. A sweetly demanding, electrifying touch. Even in the murmur of surprise, there's an all too present and obvious spark within the way pale eyes slowly take in every inch of her, tracing each soft and gentle curve as if storing her to memory for the very first time, before settling within hers. ]
Rules, Yuuki? Is that tonight's theme?
[He leans forward bit on instinct and out of desire, tone warm and soft. Tempted yet teasing. A hand lifts to hers, fingertips a feather-light caress upon her wrist and forearm, even as he attempts to resist tugging her near, to taste her.]
However, he hears her subtle gestures, the soft flutter of her dress, and the thick and steady beat of her heart; he smells the rush of her pulse as it increases, how it rises to flood upon her cheeks, and practically tastes the warmth of her skin upon his tongue. Vision obstructed, even mildly so, the rest make up for it all.
...Yet, as he gazes upon her once more, it's a surprise all the same.
Startling in the way he doesn't say a word for the first few moments. How, for a fraction of that time, his breath stills, body heated even by that look of hers, alone, and all of her intentions that radiate from it. A sweetly demanding, electrifying touch. Even in the murmur of surprise, there's an all too present and obvious spark within the way pale eyes slowly take in every inch of her, tracing each soft and gentle curve as if storing her to memory for the very first time, before settling within hers. ]
Rules, Yuuki? Is that tonight's theme?
[He leans forward bit on instinct and out of desire, tone warm and soft. Tempted yet teasing. A hand lifts to hers, fingertips a feather-light caress upon her wrist and forearm, even as he attempts to resist tugging her near, to taste her.]
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