Roads unknown

I R I S Chuckling as she caught the shirt obstructing her view, Iris pulled it off her head, brushing back the strands of hair that fell out of place. She was about to take a step back but with her view unobstructed, she stopped. And she approved. Firstly, of how eagerly he complied to her terms, and secondly… for providing such a pleasing sight. Clothed, his most appealing feature was his demeanor. Something beyond his posturing that was just beginning to attract her attention. Stripped, he revealed something to easily appreciate. The sailor’s life defined him in all the right ways. Tanned, lean muscle winding its way up his arms, a strong chest, abs rippling downward… She looked up into the man’s eyes after taking in the view, as shamelessly as he had provided it. ”And what is that?” She hummed, ”Bait?” Her movements were no longer impatient, but focused and smooth, as she ran the fabric of his shirt through her hands.