[Really, here he is, trying his best to keep himself ever stalwart. Ever professional. But this lady is sitting in his lap, laughing like that, with exposed shoulders and her bright dress riding up her hips.]
[He pulls back if only to pull up her other arm, as if to continue where he left off. But as his hands find her wrist and shoulder, he's bending his head against it. A kiss to a fingertip. Another down her finger. Yet another to her palm, sighing all the while.]
[As if he wants to drink her in.]
But....mm. [A kiss to the wrist, red eyes flitted to her face. The pain of so many years doesn't feel as powerful as it did even a week ago. A moment ago.] I'll be naughty, too.
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[Really, here he is, trying his best to keep himself ever stalwart. Ever professional. But this lady is sitting in his lap, laughing like that, with exposed shoulders and her bright dress riding up her hips.]
[He pulls back if only to pull up her other arm, as if to continue where he left off. But as his hands find her wrist and shoulder, he's bending his head against it. A kiss to a fingertip. Another down her finger. Yet another to her palm, sighing all the while.]
[As if he wants to drink her in.]
But....mm. [A kiss to the wrist, red eyes flitted to her face. The pain of so many years doesn't feel as powerful as it did even a week ago. A moment ago.] I'll be naughty, too.