Eyes flutter shut at the kisses, and he leans into them, though they are
just simple brushes of their lips. As she pulls back, his eyes open again,
grin slowly returning back to his features. “Yes. MUCH closer, my lady.”
His hand comes up to gently trace the tips of his fingers against the curve
of her cheek, and he shifts so he may press a tender kiss against her
forehead. “Although, I have to say ——— I’ve imagined quite a bit.”
“ i do not doubt you have. “ her tone is dry, but the faint flush staining her cheeks belies the effect he has upon her. she nuzzles into his touch, her fingers coming to catch at his, tangling them together. one dark brow dares to quirk as she meets his gaze. “ do I even want to know? you’ve gone and made me curious. “
