[ a laugh - impolite for sure and into his hand, but genuine as he keeps a leg wrapped around him. the clothing he wears comes off easily enough, flimsy and clearly meant to be discarded. is there anything underneath it? no. it's wholly immodest and eiden just lets his own hands wander now, skimming along his chest like he's trying to make sure he's real.
he certainly feels real, though, something is a little off.
(he could have sworn he showed dante how to kiss properly - but really it's a very small thing in the greater picture.)
at the "tch" eiden manages to definitely find something that interests his roving hands, one against the rise of a pectoral, squeezing, a thumb skimming down along his nipple as he lets the other trace down along his side, keeping him closer, refusing to let him escape too far away. ]
Don't what? [ easy needling, a brow raised. ] Are you clamming up on me?
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[ a laugh - impolite for sure and into his hand, but genuine as he keeps a leg wrapped around him. the clothing he wears comes off easily enough, flimsy and clearly meant to be discarded. is there anything underneath it? no. it's wholly immodest and eiden just lets his own hands wander now, skimming along his chest like he's trying to make sure he's real.
he certainly feels real, though, something is a little off.
(he could have sworn he showed dante how to kiss properly - but really it's a very small thing in the greater picture.)
at the "tch" eiden manages to definitely find something that interests his roving hands, one against the rise of a pectoral, squeezing, a thumb skimming down along his nipple as he lets the other trace down along his side, keeping him closer, refusing to let him escape too far away. ]
Don't what? [ easy needling, a brow raised. ] Are you clamming up on me?