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thesunandthesea2024-08-28 03:02 pm
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The affection melts her, the smile pulling on her lips as she watched him get up, utterly unabashed in his nudity.
Well, he certainly had every reason to be proud of himself, in any matter. She'd have to be blind to not see the figure he made.
But then he turns back to her with a robe that - could only be for her, and that sweet warmth bubbled up again in her belly. Not the desire, but something kinder, her eyes softened with a little oh, as she sat up to take it from him.
"Thanking... thanking you." Her very best attempt to say it in his tongue, this time. Gently she put her arms through it, and stood up to let it fall and wrap around her properly. "... like... like home."
He must have had it made weeks ago for her in preparation, and she could feel her heart warm again, the smile staying where it was.
Well, he certainly had every reason to be proud of himself, in any matter. She'd have to be blind to not see the figure he made.
But then he turns back to her with a robe that - could only be for her, and that sweet warmth bubbled up again in her belly. Not the desire, but something kinder, her eyes softened with a little oh, as she sat up to take it from him.
"Thanking... thanking you." Her very best attempt to say it in his tongue, this time. Gently she put her arms through it, and stood up to let it fall and wrap around her properly. "... like... like home."
He must have had it made weeks ago for her in preparation, and she could feel her heart warm again, the smile staying where it was.
Edited 2025-03-22 17:19 (UTC)
"Yer welcome," he answers, the words drawn out a touch in sweetness as he keeps his eyes on hers for a breath longer.
When the robe is over her shoulders, Sweeney takes the opportunity to fuss with it. It's not necessary, but it lets him feel like he's doting just a bit more, making things neat with his fingertips grazing the edges where skin and fabric meet. Never mind that his cock is left uncovered, though at least shadowed by the drape of heavy fabric. It's far more important that she be tied up securely so she can feel covered and safe when there are prying eyes once more. Sweeney's voice is soft.
"I want ya ta feel at home." He nods slightly as he squints for the words that he means in kind.
"My home, you are. Here." Is that right? Hm.
"Together. With me. Home."
Close enough.
When the robe is over her shoulders, Sweeney takes the opportunity to fuss with it. It's not necessary, but it lets him feel like he's doting just a bit more, making things neat with his fingertips grazing the edges where skin and fabric meet. Never mind that his cock is left uncovered, though at least shadowed by the drape of heavy fabric. It's far more important that she be tied up securely so she can feel covered and safe when there are prying eyes once more. Sweeney's voice is soft.
"I want ya ta feel at home." He nods slightly as he squints for the words that he means in kind.
"My home, you are. Here." Is that right? Hm.
"Together. With me. Home."
Close enough.
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