[ His fingers make quick work to unbutton her blouse, starting at the base of her neck and descending down. With every inch of her exposed reveals a map of her body, leaving Obikawa filled with questions -- Was she born with all these intricate freckles? Or were they kisses scattered by the sun on her days by the sea? Does she know the tale of moles left by past lovers?
The tattoos catch him off guard. The most noticeable surprise evident in the way he pauses to look at her arms. One hand ghosting her shoulder and grazing against her skin as he examines the left side, ending at her elbow. ]
You're pretty. [ For a human. And she's the exact opposite of his ideal type, but maybe he truly was just lying at the time.
His hands return to her breasts, the warmth of bare skin against his palms paired with the desire pooling in the pit of his stomach luring him closer. Obikawa leans closer, lips just barely teasing against the sun-kissed freckles of her collarbone. Inhale, exhale, close enough to feel her heart beat against her chest. ]
I wanna swallow you whole.
[ The heat in his voice pitches higher as he encloses his mouth around a bare nipple. Teeth teasing soft flesh as an arm moves to encircle around Ishmael and pull her closer, sucking against skin delicately. Almost carefully. As if restraining himself from taking that leap and actually devouring her. ]
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The tattoos catch him off guard. The most noticeable surprise evident in the way he pauses to look at her arms. One hand ghosting her shoulder and grazing against her skin as he examines the left side, ending at her elbow. ]
You're pretty. [ For a human. And she's the exact opposite of his ideal type, but maybe he truly was just lying at the time.
His hands return to her breasts, the warmth of bare skin against his palms paired with the desire pooling in the pit of his stomach luring him closer. Obikawa leans closer, lips just barely teasing against the sun-kissed freckles of her collarbone. Inhale, exhale, close enough to feel her heart beat against her chest. ]
I wanna swallow you whole.
[ The heat in his voice pitches higher as he encloses his mouth around a bare nipple. Teeth teasing soft flesh as an arm moves to encircle around Ishmael and pull her closer, sucking against skin delicately. Almost carefully. As if restraining himself from taking that leap and actually devouring her. ]