[Sorey's still trying to figure out how to tie the belt to keep the two hems from slipping open when Dezel turns back around and almost gives him a heart attack.
His skin is right there and his hair is around his neck, and Sorey can see a hint of his strong but angled jaw just past the tips...his waist looks smaller than Sorey remembers...oh lordy...]
Dezel, [Sorey mumbles sheepishly, bright red and still fumbling with his own belt,] you look kind of erotic like that...
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His skin is right there and his hair is around his neck, and Sorey can see a hint of his strong but angled jaw just past the tips...his waist looks smaller than Sorey remembers...oh lordy...]
Dezel, [Sorey mumbles sheepishly, bright red and still fumbling with his own belt,] you look kind of erotic like that...