Date: 2020-11-25 10:54 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (huddle)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
You're just small.

[ Not that he's judging. It's just a fact. She's short and has a compact frame—nearly everything is big on her. The robe being no exception. Though it's cute in a way, because it's so fluffy that it's nearly overwhelming. He's sure it's comfortable.

And really, he's about to ask if she's chilly at all, with her one shoulder exposed and her hair still damp. But then she's shrugging the entire top half of the robe off, fabric settling on her hips over the tie around her middle. Honestly, he doesn't mean to stare. But he does, surprised, at her suddenly letting the top drop off. There's still a lingering affection, mostly from that feeling of being trusted, but it's quickly taken over by a flush of heat that slides down his spine. For a few precious seconds he has to fight off the urge to roll them over and bury his face in her chest. It doesn't matter that she's small there as well. Just that it's Inej.

She fidgets and it brings his attention back, one hand moving to cover hers as his thumb strokes along the backs of her fingers. ]


This okay? [ All of this, right now. He can tell she's nervous because there's no taking this back. And maybe she's self conscious, because there are scars. Marks left by the cruel or those who simply didn't care. His other hand moves to trace the length of her collarbones and then down her chest, canting sideways to follow the slight curve of a breast. ]
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