[ as if she has to ask. as if she has to ever ask for anything. hythlodaeus smiles. ]
Yes. Please.
[ he's already so painfully hard for her, just the very idea of her hands on him sets his blood aflame.
but first, as her tunic is already rustled up around his hands, he gently nudges it higher, urging her to pull it off of her shoulders and away. he wants to see her as well as feel her, to learn every new shape of her with his sharp eyes, memorize every angle, find the differences between amri and persephone and burn them into his mind. ]
no subject
Yes. Please.
[ he's already so painfully hard for her, just the very idea of her hands on him sets his blood aflame.
but first, as her tunic is already rustled up around his hands, he gently nudges it higher, urging her to pull it off of her shoulders and away. he wants to see her as well as feel her, to learn every new shape of her with his sharp eyes, memorize every angle, find the differences between amri and persephone and burn them into his mind. ]