[Just loosening, though. His eyes like beacons move to that light curve of her neck, the slight swell before her chest. How odd it is. He's lavished attention on other's before for that physical hit, that scratch to itch. He doesn't think he's ever sat and took the look of something like this in, before. He has a need to memorize it, to internally document every bare piece of skin that is offered to him. He wants to hold it in his memory, the brilliant eyes, the supple waist, the slender thighs, the soft arms.]
[Vergilius abandons her arm to lean in.]
Impatient, are you? I like that.
[So is he. He only nods, before his mouth fits over the skin she offers to him. He has been commanded. He kisses her. He nips her, slightly. He presses lips up to her jawline, burying the gesture into it along with a slow drag of teeth.]
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[Just loosening, though. His eyes like beacons move to that light curve of her neck, the slight swell before her chest. How odd it is. He's lavished attention on other's before for that physical hit, that scratch to itch. He doesn't think he's ever sat and took the look of something like this in, before. He has a need to memorize it, to internally document every bare piece of skin that is offered to him. He wants to hold it in his memory, the brilliant eyes, the supple waist, the slender thighs, the soft arms.]
[Vergilius abandons her arm to lean in.]
Impatient, are you? I like that.
[So is he. He only nods, before his mouth fits over the skin she offers to him. He has been commanded. He kisses her. He nips her, slightly. He presses lips up to her jawline, burying the gesture into it along with a slow drag of teeth.]