[Even trained as his eyes are on her legs, her feet, Liem can't miss the way Jester sighs in her seat, or the way her breath hitches at the teasing skim of his nose over her skin. His ears twitch slightly at the sound, perking up as he sits up with a small, pleased smile on his face.
Who knew just taking off a lady's shoes could be this enjoyable?
He puts the shoe carefully to the side as she switches the orientation of her legs, and his eyes are drawn irresistibly to the movement, to the flash of soft grey beneath that short black skirt. Liem's expression becomes less smug and more appreciative, hungry even, even as he bends again to see to her other shoe. How much leeway will she give him in the name of helping her undress, he wonders? How much can he use his mouth before it's just an indulgence, an excuse to map her curves with lips and tongue and teeth?
He trails his lips curiously down the side of her calf, cool skin on cool skin, until he reaches the ribbon of her other shoe and undoes it as well. And gently, he tips that shoe off to place it neatly beside its twin.]
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Who knew just taking off a lady's shoes could be this enjoyable?
He puts the shoe carefully to the side as she switches the orientation of her legs, and his eyes are drawn irresistibly to the movement, to the flash of soft grey beneath that short black skirt. Liem's expression becomes less smug and more appreciative, hungry even, even as he bends again to see to her other shoe. How much leeway will she give him in the name of helping her undress, he wonders? How much can he use his mouth before it's just an indulgence, an excuse to map her curves with lips and tongue and teeth?
He trails his lips curiously down the side of her calf, cool skin on cool skin, until he reaches the ribbon of her other shoe and undoes it as well. And gently, he tips that shoe off to place it neatly beside its twin.]