"And I like the look of that," Skellig replies in response the reveal of the artwork she has added to her body.
His hands skim upwards from her hips, dancing briefly along her ribcage before coming to rest as he lightlys cup her breasts in his palms. These designs may be simpler, but there are still lines to trace with his fingertips, which he intends to do - and he does, gently outlining the 'petals', to start.
"The merchant at the flower stall asked me today, which type I wanted. Which type my wife liked best," he clarifies. "I told them that we were only recently married...I do not know what flower is your favorite. But I wished for the widest variety he could give me of the most rare and exotic types...because that is what best reminds me of you."
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His hands skim upwards from her hips, dancing briefly along her ribcage before coming to rest as he lightlys cup her breasts in his palms. These designs may be simpler, but there are still lines to trace with his fingertips, which he intends to do - and he does, gently outlining the 'petals', to start.
"The merchant at the flower stall asked me today, which type I wanted. Which type my wife liked best," he clarifies. "I told them that we were only recently married...I do not know what flower is your favorite. But I wished for the widest variety he could give me of the most rare and exotic types...because that is what best reminds me of you."