[ And he's watching those eyes of yours, looking at you looking at him and feeling -- not for the first time in the last seventy-two hours -- that overwhelming sense of thankfulness that comes in the aftermath of making it just in time.
Given the way you're studying him, you'll see the shifting of something in this one's eyes, the way his gaze drops from your face and the fraction downturn of his lips as he chases the dryness there with is tongue. There's a faint crease between his brows, you'd be familiar with it because you've seen a fair amount of his moods and this oddly comes close to that long ago night shortly after you'd sat him down on that couch in your room in Falner.
Close, but not quite. Close, but also different.
His hands have moved now: one forearm is braced on the mattress itself, while the other's fingers trace the slant of your torso to the jut of your hip. Those same fingers are catching on the hem of that tank top you wear underneath your shirt and rucking it up just enough so that he can press a soft kiss to the skin to the right of your navel.
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Given the way you're studying him, you'll see the shifting of something in this one's eyes, the way his gaze drops from your face and the fraction downturn of his lips as he chases the dryness there with is tongue. There's a faint crease between his brows, you'd be familiar with it because you've seen a fair amount of his moods and this oddly comes close to that long ago night shortly after you'd sat him down on that couch in your room in Falner.
Close, but not quite. Close, but also different.
His hands have moved now: one forearm is braced on the mattress itself, while the other's fingers trace the slant of your torso to the jut of your hip. Those same fingers are catching on the hem of that tank top you wear underneath your shirt and rucking it up just enough so that he can press a soft kiss to the skin to the right of your navel.
Yes, he's also so terribly, terribly quiet. ]