"If the oils will not harm the silks, then I would do so gladly," he says softly - deliberately keeping the want and desire out of his voice, trying to play a bit coy.(It's only marginally working.) "My skin is still a bit angered from the sun."
But he looks down at his bare chest, brings her hand down to rest it on his skin. It is still warm from the effects of the sunburn, though it is obvious he is slowly getting a tan.
"Not quite as bad as last time. But would still benefit from your... touch."
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Date: 2024-07-11 12:21 pm (UTC)But he looks down at his bare chest, brings her hand down to rest it on his skin. It is still warm from the effects of the sunburn, though it is obvious he is slowly getting a tan.
"Not quite as bad as last time. But would still benefit from your... touch."