"Much better." He tilts his head slightly, taking in the sight of her with some bemusement. She's close enough that he doesn't have to squint, and the most rapturous description in the world couldn't compete with the plain truth of the look on her face: She's happy to be here with him.
That probably shouldn't be a revelation, but it's not old news to Percy just yet. He feels laughable enough as a rule that he couldn't blame her if this evening inspired mockery, and yet none of it does. Blame the afterglow, but he's really starting to believe the things she's saying, in her words and in her touch. No pity, no boredom, only a woman willing to indulge in a night of pleasure for them both.
"I have some ideas for you," he adds, running a daring hand up her side. It's all coming out shier than he wants it to, but in the grand scheme of things, he finds he doesn't care so much; what matters is that he says it, because once it comes to doing it, he thinks he can manage. (And by that point, he won't have to say anything at all, thankfully.) "Would sitting at the edge of the bath be too exposed?"
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Date: 2025-02-08 03:13 am (UTC)That probably shouldn't be a revelation, but it's not old news to Percy just yet. He feels laughable enough as a rule that he couldn't blame her if this evening inspired mockery, and yet none of it does. Blame the afterglow, but he's really starting to believe the things she's saying, in her words and in her touch. No pity, no boredom, only a woman willing to indulge in a night of pleasure for them both.
"I have some ideas for you," he adds, running a daring hand up her side. It's all coming out shier than he wants it to, but in the grand scheme of things, he finds he doesn't care so much; what matters is that he says it, because once it comes to doing it, he thinks he can manage. (And by that point, he won't have to say anything at all, thankfully.) "Would sitting at the edge of the bath be too exposed?"