honey, i rose up from the dead. i do it all the time
There’s a hum of agreement that slips from his throat at the idea of it being a puzzle, while he props himself up on one arm while the other snakes beneath her skirt. She unbuttons part of the get up, removing a strap here and there, and when her hips arch from his touch he offers her a playful fanged smirk back. “What?” He asks, though he knows entirely what she means. “It’s part of the puzzle, I guess.” There’s a tilt of his head, followed after the wink he sends her.
Her hand slips in and presses against his chest and he leans into it a bit, never realizing just how much he craved the actual feel of her through the dulled senses the Ascension had brought him. Still, it’s her puzzle to figure out, but it doesn’t mean he can’t help point her in the right direction. His hand beneath her skirt presses in again, a slow and distracting, lazy circling as he runs his tongue along his lower lip, considering her. “There’s a buckle under the flap on the left.” It’s a low purr, not telling her that it’ll loosen his shoulders from the rest of it and connect to the hole she’s created in the puzzle. She can figure out what it does on her own.
He’s just… Guiding her, while distracting her.
Her hand slips in and presses against his chest and he leans into it a bit, never realizing just how much he craved the actual feel of her through the dulled senses the Ascension had brought him. Still, it’s her puzzle to figure out, but it doesn’t mean he can’t help point her in the right direction. His hand beneath her skirt presses in again, a slow and distracting, lazy circling as he runs his tongue along his lower lip, considering her. “There’s a buckle under the flap on the left.” It’s a low purr, not telling her that it’ll loosen his shoulders from the rest of it and connect to the hole she’s created in the puzzle. She can figure out what it does on her own.
He’s just… Guiding her, while distracting her.
VARUS
