( he's aware that he's very much staring at her at this point, but he can't exactly help it. she's beautiful. and... because they keep screwing in the darkness of her cabin, he's rarely gotten a proper look at her. so this time, he lets his eyes take in all of her gentle curves before it settles back on her face. )
Why don't you come back over here? I know you don't like the cold. ( he moves to sit down, crosslegged, offering her his lap to sit on. his pants aren't that wet, thankfully. her skirt on the other hand... hard to say. not that he'd mind either way. he just wants her close and within reach of him. )
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Why don't you come back over here? I know you don't like the cold. ( he moves to sit down, crosslegged, offering her his lap to sit on. his pants aren't that wet, thankfully. her skirt on the other hand... hard to say. not that he'd mind either way. he just wants her close and within reach of him. )