The rational part of his mind told him he shouldn't want to be tantalized like this, but he loved it all the same. He craved the dance, a puppet that longed to be reunited with his strings.
He followed her along to the window and stood for a time watching their twin ghostly reflections in the glass, still awestruck at how her eyes shone. His hand roamed idly up her body, hovering just on the edge of where her chest swelled beneath the fabric of her gown, doing a little tantalizing of his own.
"You can take a taste from me." A deep groan rumbled his chest when her fingers gripped his hair. He was practically purring. "And then I can taste you."
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Date: 2021-02-15 02:52 am (UTC)He followed her along to the window and stood for a time watching their twin ghostly reflections in the glass, still awestruck at how her eyes shone. His hand roamed idly up her body, hovering just on the edge of where her chest swelled beneath the fabric of her gown, doing a little tantalizing of his own.
"You can take a taste from me." A deep groan rumbled his chest when her fingers gripped his hair. He was practically purring. "And then I can taste you."