We definitely don't need help. [ he can at least say this assuredly, even. If. He's currently looking right at Lapis with a slight burning red color in his cheeks.
It isn't his first time being intimate with her at all--but somehow, the coy sound to her voice, the pinkish color of the lights, with the smile on her face is making him feel --
Ah, that's definitely a burning feeling that rises in his neck, and down into his stomach. ...God, he was such a lucky guy, after all. Years of bad luck, and yet, this is where he'd ended up?
He's going to move away from the door and slide up behind her, drawing a thumb along the zipper she's talking about with a hum in the back of his throat. He doesn't undo it--not yet, considering it with a little flicker of a glow in his eye. he slides one arm around her middle. ]
Ah, I think it's caught.
I may need to apply a little more... pressure, here.
[ ...as he presses a kiss to the back of her neck, then to where the zipper is, he grasps it between his teeth. Dragging it down, slowly. ]
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It isn't his first time being intimate with her at all--but somehow, the coy sound to her voice, the pinkish color of the lights, with the smile on her face is making him feel --
Ah, that's definitely a burning feeling that rises in his neck, and down into his stomach. ...God, he was such a lucky guy, after all. Years of bad luck, and yet, this is where he'd ended up?
He's going to move away from the door and slide up behind her, drawing a thumb along the zipper she's talking about with a hum in the back of his throat. He doesn't undo it--not yet, considering it with a little flicker of a glow in his eye. he slides one arm around her middle. ]
Ah, I think it's caught.
I may need to apply a little more... pressure, here.
[ ...as he presses a kiss to the back of her neck, then to where the zipper is, he grasps it between his teeth. Dragging it down, slowly. ]