[ She'd expect a hold of her hand or linking arms. Instead she gets a two-for-one: first, him taking off his jacket; second, him slinging an arm around her. They've been working all day, and tucked in closer to him, she can smell both his soap scents and that of his sweat. She carefully peeks up at him through the corner of her eye.
By the time he finishes speaking, her mind's already skipped too many barriers, directly linking need help getting it off to getting him off.
...He's still being casual, though. Stay cool, Pyra. She shouldn't be thinking about how she misses the feeling of both his fingers on her, in her, and all the noises and expressions he makes when her hands are around him, coaxing out more with each second.
Pyra has no heartbeat, but the energy within her shudders, quick and pulsing with a warmer heat, as if thrilled by the prospect of-- something. Now that warmth spreads visibly to her cheeks. ] I can-- [ A little too eager, there. ] help with that.
[ Does he want it off now, because her eyes are sweeping over his torso... ]
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By the time he finishes speaking, her mind's already skipped too many barriers, directly linking need help getting it off to getting him off.
...He's still being casual, though. Stay cool, Pyra. She shouldn't be thinking about how she misses the feeling of both his fingers on her, in her, and all the noises and expressions he makes when her hands are around him, coaxing out more with each second.
Pyra has no heartbeat, but the energy within her shudders, quick and pulsing with a warmer heat, as if thrilled by the prospect of-- something. Now that warmth spreads visibly to her cheeks. ] I can-- [ A little too eager, there. ] help with that.
[ Does he want it off now, because her eyes are sweeping over his torso... ]