[God Quest] a stream too shallow

Though her eyes never moved, she leaned into his touch, light as a feather but real as anything else within Ronin's gasp. "Is that all I am to you?" She implored, the distance between them dwindling imperceptibly. At least until the swirl of her dress brushed against his thighs and lower belly, floating as if entranced into the dark spaces between them, and ghosting with far too light a caress over the length of his erection. One of her hands mirrored his own position, dainty fingers pressing against the scruff of hair on his jaw. Pointedly her eyes moved to his lips as her dress continued to swirl alluringly below the water, stroking Ronin's thighs seemingly with a will all its own. "Do you love me, Ronin?" Safrin asked, almost casually, her eyes still on his lips. Like a snowflake falling on upturned lips, her thumb stroked lightly against his bottom lip, her touch like starfire. Softly she looks up at him then, head tilted ever so slightly to the side. As she does so, the strap on one side of her gown slides from her shoulder, and she makes no move to fix it. Safrin