They were almost there, and yet it felt like there was an eternity left to go. At least he was out of his breastplate, so he could at least enjoy the soft press of Isabela's breasts against him while she necked and undressed him. He could admit that he'd had his eye on them for years now. Then again, Isabela knew full and well whenever men had their eyes on her breasts, and she probably enjoyed every second of it.
In the meantime, he encouraged her with his own hands, copping a feel of her waist, her hips, and the curve of her ass where he could sneak one in without interrupting her work on his armor. She really had done this before.
"If there's one thing a Warden's good for, it's plunging into Deep Roads." She deserved every bit of that one for encouraging him.
"It's also true about our endurance," he said, as the buckles came loose from his thighs. "Just in case you were going to ask that next."
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They were almost there, and yet it felt like there was an eternity left to go. At least he was out of his breastplate, so he could at least enjoy the soft press of Isabela's breasts against him while she necked and undressed him. He could admit that he'd had his eye on them for years now. Then again, Isabela knew full and well whenever men had their eyes on her breasts, and she probably enjoyed every second of it.
In the meantime, he encouraged her with his own hands, copping a feel of her waist, her hips, and the curve of her ass where he could sneak one in without interrupting her work on his armor. She really had done this before.
"If there's one thing a Warden's good for, it's plunging into Deep Roads." She deserved every bit of that one for encouraging him.
"It's also true about our endurance," he said, as the buckles came loose from his thighs. "Just in case you were going to ask that next."