[ His laughter, as warm as it might be is enough to make her frown deeply even though the flush doesn't seem to fade from her cheeks. Although now they're there more out of embarrassment now instead of the desire and eagerness for more. Even though she still does want more. Definitely wants more.
Her eyes fix on him entirely as she watches him strip his shirt off, her lips parting as she's unable to say anything for the longest time.
And to be honest, she still can't say much, instead, reaching out to place her palm on his chest, tentatively as she rakes her fingers higher and higher, reaching out to find his heart.
Even if he's a Heroic Spirit. . . he still has one, right? And more importantly, does he like it when she touches him? ]
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Her eyes fix on him entirely as she watches him strip his shirt off, her lips parting as she's unable to say anything for the longest time.
And to be honest, she still can't say much, instead, reaching out to place her palm on his chest, tentatively as she rakes her fingers higher and higher, reaching out to find his heart.
Even if he's a Heroic Spirit. . . he still has one, right? And more importantly, does he like it when she touches him? ]