( With a gentle caress of his thumb against her cheek, he tells her, faintly laughing-- as if almost a wheeze. )
Then I will do my best to carry you.
( He was in no rush to push her, more than anything, intent on helping her savor the intimacy of the moment. But while she's perched on the bed like this, he thinks, he might as well unclasp the back of her dress.
It was... hardly the first time he'd seen the sight of her bare skin, his mind wandering idly back to the night he'd pulled her out of the disposal yard. Strumming his fingers, he traces over a scar on her back, emitting a heavy breath.
...Perhaps that was more concerning than he intended.
Meaning to correct himself, he inclines his head to lean in against her shoulder, pressing in a kiss and murmuring against her skin. )
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Then I will do my best to carry you.
( He was in no rush to push her, more than anything, intent on helping her savor the intimacy of the moment. But while she's perched on the bed like this, he thinks, he might as well unclasp the back of her dress.
It was... hardly the first time he'd seen the sight of her bare skin, his mind wandering idly back to the night he'd pulled her out of the disposal yard. Strumming his fingers, he traces over a scar on her back, emitting a heavy breath.
...Perhaps that was more concerning than he intended.
Meaning to correct himself, he inclines his head to lean in against her shoulder, pressing in a kiss and murmuring against her skin. )
You're beautiful, Iri.