He looks up at her, meeting her gaze steadily: self-aware and faintly amused as she just looks at him for a minute. The glow of happiness and ease is contagious from her and he lets himself settle into it, projecting back honestly: affection, attraction, openness. He's nervous, but it's settled into the sort of pleasant nervousness that attraction always brings with it, wanting to be what someone wants. In this case, it's less physical than it is usually for him. But he feels safer, or maybe more honestly himself with her, than he does usually. It's an odd sort of counter balance.
What do you see? he asks, and leans up for a kiss, his other hand spreading out under the edge of her shirt to get more skin on skin.
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Date: 2015-02-02 05:06 am (UTC)What do you see? he asks, and leans up for a kiss, his other hand spreading out under the edge of her shirt to get more skin on skin.