[ Turning to face him, her eyes follow the water as it trickles over his shoulders and down his torso. It’s something that she’s never been able to appreciate, visually, until now. It’s a small thing, really, but she appreciates it, all the same.
Humming, partly in question, but mostly tantalized by the superb display before her, Grell runs her palms along his shoulders and neck. ]
Good. But, if not that, what is it that bothers you?
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Humming, partly in question, but mostly tantalized by the superb display before her, Grell runs her palms along his shoulders and neck. ]
Good. But, if not that, what is it that bothers you?