Bravado will get you far in life, he can respect it. At the moment there are far more interesting ways to tease, anyway. But at some point he'll have to remember to make an innocent comment about statuary at the right wrong moment, because by then it will make the both of them smile.
(The thought is fleeting, which is good, because who knows what the future will hold. He still has to leave.)
He does his best to hold her steady as she wriggles out of her pants, eager and shameless in the way his eyes roam, and then there she is. Beautiful, not that he's saying it, but maybe she'll feel it in the way he trails a hand slowly down her side, along her thigh, or hear it in the soft sound he makes-- approving, desiring-- at her touch.
Nearly everything about this moment is perfect, cramped and hurried and precarious as it is, and he almost leaves it at that because the only thing wanting is so small-- but why be shy when she's so bold?
"Leia," he says softly, a question in his tone, running his tongue over his lower lip. He feels a bit silly asking.
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(The thought is fleeting, which is good, because who knows what the future will hold. He still has to leave.)
He does his best to hold her steady as she wriggles out of her pants, eager and shameless in the way his eyes roam, and then there she is. Beautiful, not that he's saying it, but maybe she'll feel it in the way he trails a hand slowly down her side, along her thigh, or hear it in the soft sound he makes-- approving, desiring-- at her touch.
Nearly everything about this moment is perfect, cramped and hurried and precarious as it is, and he almost leaves it at that because the only thing wanting is so small-- but why be shy when she's so bold?
"Leia," he says softly, a question in his tone, running his tongue over his lower lip. He feels a bit silly asking.