That hint of skin is horribly distracting. Rowan has to battle the urge to lean in and explore it, desperate to uncover more. But they have to hold back - they're meant to be doing that to Max, not the other way round! (Soon, though, they think, licking their lips.)
They half-shed their jacket with an easy shrug of their shoulders, letting it fall down their arms and back until it hangs around their waist. But Max has seen this much before, the newbie clothes underneath as unflattering as ever, even as they lift a little as Rowan reaches up to slowly unwind the scarf. They turn their back to Max to toss it and the jacket to the chair, and then as they turn back they take a half step closer, so they're within reach again.
Now the real show can begin. They smirk at Max, as they reach down, and slowly, letting Max appreciate each inch as it's revealed, start to pull their shirt up, and over their head. Unlike Max's built frame, Rowan is slender, with just enough muscle to prevent them from being bony. As they reach up to pull the shirt off and over their head, they're stretched out enough for a glimpse of red to show from under their waistband. "All of the evidence, you say?" They murmur, trailing their hands down their own body towards their trousers, slowly starting to undo them, red flashing again from under the material. "I suppose I'll just have to hope we don't uncover something too hard to swallow." They smirk, glancing at Max's crotch again. Soon.
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Date: 2020-07-25 01:54 pm (UTC)They half-shed their jacket with an easy shrug of their shoulders, letting it fall down their arms and back until it hangs around their waist. But Max has seen this much before, the newbie clothes underneath as unflattering as ever, even as they lift a little as Rowan reaches up to slowly unwind the scarf. They turn their back to Max to toss it and the jacket to the chair, and then as they turn back they take a half step closer, so they're within reach again.
Now the real show can begin. They smirk at Max, as they reach down, and slowly, letting Max appreciate each inch as it's revealed, start to pull their shirt up, and over their head. Unlike Max's built frame, Rowan is slender, with just enough muscle to prevent them from being bony. As they reach up to pull the shirt off and over their head, they're stretched out enough for a glimpse of red to show from under their waistband. "All of the evidence, you say?" They murmur, trailing their hands down their own body towards their trousers, slowly starting to undo them, red flashing again from under the material. "I suppose I'll just have to hope we don't uncover something too hard to swallow." They smirk, glancing at Max's crotch again. Soon.