[ very important, fingers itching for something to do and finding the short hair at the back of his neck good enough. her thumb smoothes over it, a kind of new, nervous tumbling in her gut that bubbles into another laugh as she feels his hands through the fabric of her waist now, like they'd intend to keep her here as long as possible. clinging, almost, as she is to him by necessity and want.
a sigh at the tailend of it, smile never leaving her face. malkuth wonders if he could walk back like this if she stood on his feet. ]
It sure woke me up though. [ for now. ] I like your hands. Lucky the person that gets to have them all the time, they're trustworthy.
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[ very important, fingers itching for something to do and finding the short hair at the back of his neck good enough. her thumb smoothes over it, a kind of new, nervous tumbling in her gut that bubbles into another laugh as she feels his hands through the fabric of her waist now, like they'd intend to keep her here as long as possible. clinging, almost, as she is to him by necessity and want.
a sigh at the tailend of it, smile never leaving her face. malkuth wonders if he could walk back like this if she stood on his feet. ]
It sure woke me up though. [ for now. ] I like your hands. Lucky the person that gets to have them all the time, they're trustworthy.