I appreciate it. [and that earns her another smile, though this one is laced dry not-quite-humor. yeah, a heart attack would be bad and more for her than for him, regardless of her magic]
[but at any rate, he wets his lips with his tongue as she comes to rest between his knees, watching her, trying to decide what he wants to do with this, exactly, and then slowly and for lack of something better to do with his hands, he touches his fingers to her hip, lightly, almost steadyingly. it'd kind kill things if she slipped and fell back into the water or something, too. right. yeah. that's his excuse]
I think the closest I've ever come is letting someone else give me a haircut, so ...
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[but at any rate, he wets his lips with his tongue as she comes to rest between his knees, watching her, trying to decide what he wants to do with this, exactly, and then slowly and for lack of something better to do with his hands, he touches his fingers to her hip, lightly, almost steadyingly. it'd kind kill things if she slipped and fell back into the water or something, too. right. yeah. that's his excuse]
I think the closest I've ever come is letting someone else give me a haircut, so ...