[If she thinks she isn't giving him anything back in return for what he's doing she'd completely underestimating herself. Because his eyes follow her hands even as his human one settles over her stomach and he watches, eyes moving lower, lips parting slightly as she slowly, excruciatingly slowly, slips her bra down and away from her chest. His breath shakes, just a little as the cloth slips away and she's bare in front of him. And then the smile starts and he lifts his head to look at her, grinning, warmth and light in his eyes, looking a little like the kid that's just been given the best birthday gift and a little like a man that's utterly and unashamedly in love with the woman in front of him. Of course her breasts are beautiful and he raises his human hand to stroke gentle fingers down the outside curve before shifting his hand to fill his palm with her - but she's, again, giving him the gift of her vulnerability and it slips right into the core of him, incredible and precious. Slow, he lowers his head to kiss her, somehow soft and hungry, smiling and tender. The warmth of his human thumb shifts, circles and then strokes slow over the peak of her breast and his mumble against her mouth is throaty.]
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Utsukushii, Hana. Beautiful.