Shame on you, [Sorey scolds with a grin, straddling Dezel's waist and sitting up on his knees so he can reach up to slip the yukata off.
(He does very carefully set it aside instead of tossing it elsewhere though.)
Above Dezel like this, nearly nude and gazing down at more skin than he's ever seen from the seraph, Sorey is a little at a loss. What should he do next? Is there something that'll mess this up? Should he just do whatever?
...no. No, Sorey is a scholar through and through. If you're unsure about something, you research it. So he leans forward into Dezel's hands, placing his own calloused palms wide and open on Dezel's chest.] Is there anything you've...that you want me to do? Just to get started.
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(He does very carefully set it aside instead of tossing it elsewhere though.)
Above Dezel like this, nearly nude and gazing down at more skin than he's ever seen from the seraph, Sorey is a little at a loss. What should he do next? Is there something that'll mess this up? Should he just do whatever?
...no. No, Sorey is a scholar through and through. If you're unsure about something, you research it. So he leans forward into Dezel's hands, placing his own calloused palms wide and open on Dezel's chest.] Is there anything you've...that you want me to do? Just to get started.