The way he stumbled over himself sometimes made Mina's insides flutter a little -- it was like he wanted to be near her, not just for the obvious, and it was starting to become more clear to her, that this might have been something that had been on his mind for quiet a while. Thinking back to the times he had been in the bar before, the single word answers, and how his ears would go red when she'd be lewd. Like now, as he worked the knotted silks loose a hand going to catch the garment before it slipped past her breasts.
She had thought to let it puddle to the floor and let him try not to peek after he said he wouldn't, it's his breath on the lobe of her ear that has her breathless, before she loses the heat of his body along her back. [color=#2ecc40]"In I go,[/color][color=#ff4136]"[/color] she repeats after him, waiting for him to step to the other side of the folding partition, watching him over her shoulder. She can hear him move on the other side of the partition as she finally lets the silk fall to the floor, leaning over some so she could watch him, before hiding back behind the panel as he drew close again. A shirt found it's way to the top of the screen, and she lifted a foot into the water, and then the other, as she sat down in the metal bath.
Higher cost room meant an actual tub, and not just those larger barrels like downstairs, and it had been a while she she let herself have an actual bath. The immediate idea to put her hands between her legs and take care of herself, to see how long it would take him to notice what she was doing had her immediately touching herself, her impulse control non-existent when it came to carnal pleasure. She was just about to work two fingers into herself when she realized that if she pushed him too hard, then she might miss out on something better. It was difficult, because her body was primed, always primed, for sex, but she finally slid her hands out from between her legs with one last circle of her clit, making her question rise some; "[color=#2ecc40]Stargazing?[/color][color=#ff4136]" [/color]She peeked around the partition at his face checking to see if he had realized she had been seconds away from getting off at just having him there beside her, her hands finding the cloth she'd use to scrub herself down, but first, she draped the fabric over her chest, to keep herself covered as she worked on her hair, checking to make sure the bucket was under the edge there. Washing her hair meant her hands were busy and she wouldn't likely fall back into trying to finger herself. "[color=#2ecc40]I like the idea of stargazing. We could pull some of the blankets out on the balcony, after everyone's cut all the lights downstairs..[/color]"
While she talked she had unbraided her hair, and at the pause, she slipped under the water, making sure the grey locks were soaking wet when she surfaced, before rubbing soap along her tresses. It was harsh, but she'd work some oil into them in the morning. For now, she wanted to be.. clean. Clean so that when he cuddled her later, like he said he was game for, that there was no trace of anyone else on her. He deserved that at least. "[color=#2ecc40]No funny business, from you, so that means if I wanted to climb you like a tree and use your face as a throne, there'd be no complaints? You have no idea how many times I've wanted to sit on your face in the past.[/color]" She had been doing so well, but gods it was so easy.
She looked at him innocently as she worked the soap along her scalp, the long edges of her ears red as she worked. "[color=#2ecc40]You know, if it bothers you, you can say so, and I'll try not to tease you quite as much. But I'd like it.. Colt, like you, and cuddles. I think. I'm not sure, I've never had just cuddles before, not without.. you know. Not that I would say no to that either. With you. I mean. I would gladly, I'm gonna shut up now."[/color]
She had thought to let it puddle to the floor and let him try not to peek after he said he wouldn't, it's his breath on the lobe of her ear that has her breathless, before she loses the heat of his body along her back. [color=#2ecc40]"In I go,[/color][color=#ff4136]"[/color] she repeats after him, waiting for him to step to the other side of the folding partition, watching him over her shoulder. She can hear him move on the other side of the partition as she finally lets the silk fall to the floor, leaning over some so she could watch him, before hiding back behind the panel as he drew close again. A shirt found it's way to the top of the screen, and she lifted a foot into the water, and then the other, as she sat down in the metal bath.
Higher cost room meant an actual tub, and not just those larger barrels like downstairs, and it had been a while she she let herself have an actual bath. The immediate idea to put her hands between her legs and take care of herself, to see how long it would take him to notice what she was doing had her immediately touching herself, her impulse control non-existent when it came to carnal pleasure. She was just about to work two fingers into herself when she realized that if she pushed him too hard, then she might miss out on something better. It was difficult, because her body was primed, always primed, for sex, but she finally slid her hands out from between her legs with one last circle of her clit, making her question rise some; "[color=#2ecc40]Stargazing?[/color][color=#ff4136]" [/color]She peeked around the partition at his face checking to see if he had realized she had been seconds away from getting off at just having him there beside her, her hands finding the cloth she'd use to scrub herself down, but first, she draped the fabric over her chest, to keep herself covered as she worked on her hair, checking to make sure the bucket was under the edge there. Washing her hair meant her hands were busy and she wouldn't likely fall back into trying to finger herself. "[color=#2ecc40]I like the idea of stargazing. We could pull some of the blankets out on the balcony, after everyone's cut all the lights downstairs..[/color]"
While she talked she had unbraided her hair, and at the pause, she slipped under the water, making sure the grey locks were soaking wet when she surfaced, before rubbing soap along her tresses. It was harsh, but she'd work some oil into them in the morning. For now, she wanted to be.. clean. Clean so that when he cuddled her later, like he said he was game for, that there was no trace of anyone else on her. He deserved that at least. "[color=#2ecc40]No funny business, from you, so that means if I wanted to climb you like a tree and use your face as a throne, there'd be no complaints? You have no idea how many times I've wanted to sit on your face in the past.[/color]" She had been doing so well, but gods it was so easy.
She looked at him innocently as she worked the soap along her scalp, the long edges of her ears red as she worked. "[color=#2ecc40]You know, if it bothers you, you can say so, and I'll try not to tease you quite as much. But I'd like it.. Colt, like you, and cuddles. I think. I'm not sure, I've never had just cuddles before, not without.. you know. Not that I would say no to that either. With you. I mean. I would gladly, I'm gonna shut up now."[/color]
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