[Well. He’s not not seduced by her, inelegance or no. As much as she’s plopped back down on her butt, and her nightgown obscures all, there’s still the keen anticipation of more. The promise to undress. What she might wish to do with him after, once he’s borne his unclothed frame to her — and how might it compare to what she’s used to seeing?
But first… the removal of his fingers, sliding out with ease, cooling immediately in the open air of the flat and shining from her arousal. He languidly brings his hand up to the nearest light source—the wall lamp near the fireplace—and inspects what he sees.
Regardless of if her tail is still wrapped around his wrist or otherwise.]
no subject
But first… the removal of his fingers, sliding out with ease, cooling immediately in the open air of the flat and shining from her arousal. He languidly brings his hand up to the nearest light source—the wall lamp near the fireplace—and inspects what he sees.
Regardless of if her tail is still wrapped around his wrist or otherwise.]
Fascinating.