[ His cheeks warm and his body flushes, and Matthias hopes Nina doesn't see it. (Of course, she does. She sees everything, hears everything.)
With her assistance, he tugs her slip up her body, although he does so slowly. He suspects she's eager to be stripped of it (and he is, too); he takes his time.
Up and over her head, he places it off to the side. This isn't the first time he's seen her naked, but it's the first time it's been intentional. There aren't any furs; the ship isn't frozen. They aren't desperate to keep themselves alive. She's beautiful, pale skin blemished with pink. Nina is everything he's ever wanted. ]
You're beautiful.
[ He looks up at her, lips curved upward softly. ]
[ She's smiling up at him even as he strips her bare. He puts a smile on her face so easily like he's made to do so. Djel, the Saints, the Making. Whoever. They'd made him for her.
She stretches out and lounges with a hand behind her head while her other traced fingers up and down her flat abdomen. She's on full display for him. She wears nothing but a smile. Looking at him with his earnest gaze and awestruck grin as he gazes upon her, how can she not? ]
[ He flushes hot at that, immediately flustered. ]
Ninaβ
[ He grins toothily, shaking his head. Thankfully, he busies himself with stripping after he's rendered her naked. His gaze lingers on her body, cheeks red, his ears following suit. She really is beautiful. All pale skin and curves. It's different seeing her now. They were trying to survive in the whale huts. Here⦠they get to be them.
Boldly, he crawls up the bed to lie beside her, mimicking her pose, even though he trails his fingers along her arm rather than his abdomen. ]
It would be best if you did not say untrue things.
[ He's more than beautiful. He's gorgeous. Breathtaking. Never has her heart been so overcome with feelings until he frustrated her to no end. She watches him as they lay together. His fingers leave a trail of gooseflesh in their wake. She feels herself warming and aching for him.
Slyly, she covers her hand with his and boldly guides him to cup her soft breast. ]
[ His heart lurches into his throat. It beats rapidly in his ears like gunfire.
The last time he touched her like this had been purely accidental. The whale hut's furs were cold yet warm, and he remembers begrudgingly hooking his foot against her calf.
He thinks to do that now, but instead, he focuses on the warmth of her skin. He doesn't pull his hand back. He cups her breast, looking at her, his gaze soft even though his face is flushed and hot. ]
Start softly. Massage my breast first then-- [ She shows him how to cup her breast and knead the soft flesh. She guides his thumb to her nipple to circle it then flick it back and forth. She releases a low sigh. ]
Now pinch it gently. You can lick it too if you'd like. [ Her voice grows huskier and softer rougher. Just telling him how she likes her gets her wet. ]
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With her assistance, he tugs her slip up her body, although he does so slowly. He suspects she's eager to be stripped of it (and he is, too); he takes his time.
Up and over her head, he places it off to the side. This isn't the first time he's seen her naked, but it's the first time it's been intentional. There aren't any furs; the ship isn't frozen. They aren't desperate to keep themselves alive. She's beautiful, pale skin blemished with pink. Nina is everything he's ever wanted. ]
You're beautiful.
[ He looks up at her, lips curved upward softly. ]
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[ She's smiling up at him even as he strips her bare. He puts a smile on her face so easily like he's made to do so. Djel, the Saints, the Making. Whoever. They'd made him for her.
She stretches out and lounges with a hand behind her head while her other traced fingers up and down her flat abdomen. She's on full display for him. She wears nothing but a smile. Looking at him with his earnest gaze and awestruck grin as he gazes upon her, how can she not? ]
I was thinking the same about you.
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Ninaβ
[ He grins toothily, shaking his head. Thankfully, he busies himself with stripping after he's rendered her naked. His gaze lingers on her body, cheeks red, his ears following suit. She really is beautiful. All pale skin and curves. It's different seeing her now. They were trying to survive in the whale huts. Here⦠they get to be them.
Boldly, he crawls up the bed to lie beside her, mimicking her pose, even though he trails his fingers along her arm rather than his abdomen. ]
It would be best if you did not say untrue things.
[ He's completely flustered! ]
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[ He's more than beautiful. He's gorgeous. Breathtaking. Never has her heart been so overcome with feelings until he frustrated her to no end. She watches him as they lay together. His fingers leave a trail of gooseflesh in their wake. She feels herself warming and aching for him.
Slyly, she covers her hand with his and boldly guides him to cup her soft breast. ]
I will always be honest with you, Matthias.
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The last time he touched her like this had been purely accidental. The whale hut's furs were cold yet warm, and he remembers begrudgingly hooking his foot against her calf.
He thinks to do that now, but instead, he focuses on the warmth of her skin. He doesn't pull his hand back. He cups her breast, looking at her, his gaze soft even though his face is flushed and hot. ]
Ninaβ¦
[ His voice is rough as he looks at her.
He pauses, and then: ]
Will you tell me how to touch you?
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Now pinch it gently. You can lick it too if you'd like. [ Her voice grows huskier and softer rougher. Just telling him how she likes her gets her wet. ]