saiden
As Weaver lifted her arms, Saiden wasted no time in lifting her shirt from her. However, he took the time to place it carefully on a nearby rock. Only then did he turn his attention back to her.
His hands reached for the skin he just exposed. His thumbs traced over her hips as he slid his hands around to her back. However, she was turning, exposing her back, and the rest of her tattoos. Immediately, his hands rose to trace those as well.
As she mentioned what they stood for, he smiled. "I don't have anything to remember my family by, really. Maybe I should follow your lead." Leaning forward, he kissed her shoulder almost tenderly.
His hands reached for the skin he just exposed. His thumbs traced over her hips as he slid his hands around to her back. However, she was turning, exposing her back, and the rest of her tattoos. Immediately, his hands rose to trace those as well.
As she mentioned what they stood for, he smiled. "I don't have anything to remember my family by, really. Maybe I should follow your lead." Leaning forward, he kissed her shoulder almost tenderly.
