Realization started dawning on her as he stood up and appeared back in front of her, breath caught painfully in her chest at how beautiful a man he was, out of dusty travel gear, of leathers and the occasional plate of metal, stripped down to just simple fabric on his frame, rolled up here and there so the flex of muscle could be seen under skin, how veins popped along his forearms, and tapered down into slender fingers that she knew would be as skilled as Ruth's. Oh, Gods help her, she was going to tease this man until he gave in or she ran him off. "[color=#2ecc40]For me? Oh, come now Colt, I don't smell do I?[/color]"
She exaggeratedly lifted an arm and gave it a sniff, and then pushed herself up into standing there infront of him, head tilted back so she could watch his face as she looped a hand up under her hair and pulled it aside, gently turning so that her back was to him, her little feet taking her back a half a step until she could feel the heat of his body on her skin, her cheeks flushing a little at the idea of taking a bath beside him as he ate. She'd fiddle the screen in a way she could see him as he ate, but leave her relatively covered, since he insisted on being a gentleman. "[color=#2ecc40]Help me with the knots then? It's about time I let this stretch of silk soak and lay out to dry. Wear my blue one for the next few nights, hmm?[/color]" She asked him like he would be there to enjoy the robin's egg blue fabric on her skin, the emerald green of the dress she was in now setting off grey eyes. "[color=#2ecc40]The plan was letting you relax, Colton Young. Not putting me in a tub beside you as you eat, though I may have to remember this, I think I have a few regulars that may pay well for this.[/color]"
She had rambled, she never rambled. But there was something about having him help her from the dress, the chance that there would be more skin against skin touches from him. Her lip drawn between her teeth as she tried to shut herself up from saying anything that would stop him from helping her. She had a bad habit of talking dirty, and she knew sometimes it made him go quiet. "[color=#2ecc40]You sure I can't try and tempt you to join me?[/color]"
She wasn't used to being told no like this, and while it smarted a bit, she was also smart enough to realize the way of it. Belatedly, at least. It had taken her a little while to learn, of course. "[color=#2ecc40]After you get a fully belly, that is. Full belly, a soak.. sleep in a big comfortable bed? Hold me the night through so we both sleep?[/color]" She worked on putting her hair into a braid as she waited for him to help her with her dress.
She exaggeratedly lifted an arm and gave it a sniff, and then pushed herself up into standing there infront of him, head tilted back so she could watch his face as she looped a hand up under her hair and pulled it aside, gently turning so that her back was to him, her little feet taking her back a half a step until she could feel the heat of his body on her skin, her cheeks flushing a little at the idea of taking a bath beside him as he ate. She'd fiddle the screen in a way she could see him as he ate, but leave her relatively covered, since he insisted on being a gentleman. "[color=#2ecc40]Help me with the knots then? It's about time I let this stretch of silk soak and lay out to dry. Wear my blue one for the next few nights, hmm?[/color]" She asked him like he would be there to enjoy the robin's egg blue fabric on her skin, the emerald green of the dress she was in now setting off grey eyes. "[color=#2ecc40]The plan was letting you relax, Colton Young. Not putting me in a tub beside you as you eat, though I may have to remember this, I think I have a few regulars that may pay well for this.[/color]"
She had rambled, she never rambled. But there was something about having him help her from the dress, the chance that there would be more skin against skin touches from him. Her lip drawn between her teeth as she tried to shut herself up from saying anything that would stop him from helping her. She had a bad habit of talking dirty, and she knew sometimes it made him go quiet. "[color=#2ecc40]You sure I can't try and tempt you to join me?[/color]"
She wasn't used to being told no like this, and while it smarted a bit, she was also smart enough to realize the way of it. Belatedly, at least. It had taken her a little while to learn, of course. "[color=#2ecc40]After you get a fully belly, that is. Full belly, a soak.. sleep in a big comfortable bed? Hold me the night through so we both sleep?[/color]" She worked on putting her hair into a braid as she waited for him to help her with her dress.
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