[He was tempted, but he'd noted her dislike of doing anything where people could see. He wasn't sure if it was because she was just modest or because of it being him, and he found the latter idea bothered him more.
He did note the perk of her nipples against her shirt, defined in such a way that let him know she was going without a bra and it made his eyes flit down to her thighs, wondering if she'd opted to go double commando. Then his thoughts were distracted yet again with that light brush of her lips, his own pulse picking up as he turned just enough to let his nose brush against the edge of her cheek.]
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[He was tempted, but he'd noted her dislike of doing anything where people could see. He wasn't sure if it was because she was just modest or because of it being him, and he found the latter idea bothered him more.
He did note the perk of her nipples against her shirt, defined in such a way that let him know she was going without a bra and it made his eyes flit down to her thighs, wondering if she'd opted to go double commando. Then his thoughts were distracted yet again with that light brush of her lips, his own pulse picking up as he turned just enough to let his nose brush against the edge of her cheek.]
And how would you like me to do that?