chase the morning

EVEREST

"Oh?" Ever's smile grows vaguely crooked then, as he presses the flat of his hands just below her ribs where her waist was its thinnest. Pressing in slightly he walked his fingertips outward, thumbs stretching towards one another. He didn't come close to encircling her of course, but gods if there wasn't something about it that had his cheeks burning. "I like it too." He murmurs, glancing up at her with the soft shock of the realization as he pressed against her once more, his calloused hands a corsetting her body.

Relaxing his grip on her as she turned, Ever's instant obedience saw his hands moving to the claps of Isla's dress before his mind put together what undoing it would entail. Reverently but efficiently, Everest's fingers smoothed open the clasp. Rather than just letting the garment fall away, he held it in place with one hand while trailing his fingers slowly over the revealed skin. It felt as though he could feel the faint tanlines he saw, that her freckles made patterns he longed to try and decipher, that her skin was so smooth that it seemed almost impossible.

Probably too slowly for Isla's liking, Everest finally let the dress slip down to the point where it revealed her breasts in a bra or not, and given all he had heard about TITTIES he wasn't sure if he was meant to be immediately marvelled by them or not. "Sorry, I don't mean to stare, it's just..." Lifting his gaze, one hand still holding the dress against her hip so that it looked more like a skirt now, the aviator gave his head a little shake. "..there's just so much of you." So much to be amazed by. So much to want.

the boards will still creak
the leaves will still die

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!