[ if she searches, she'll remember that his neck and his ears are most sensitive, along with each crevice between the plating of his armor: the cross shape on his chest, the grooves in his sides, the silicone webbing that holds him together. not for the first time, he wishes he had more for her—a better place for her to sink her teeth into, a place where it would show. he can at least give her everything else. ]
Just to start.
[ bra unclasped, boothill slides it from her shoulders and drops it over the side of the bed. for a moment he just looks, taking her in as he runs a hand down over her shoulder and over her side. still karlach, still beautiful; the light in her chest is gone, but to him, she still glows. he slowly smiles. ]
Come down here, you. [ then he hooks his arms around her, pulls her in and over him, pressing slow, open-mouthed kisses down to her chest. he slows as he reaches the center of it, pressing his nose to the soft, pliant weight of her breasts. he presses another kiss where his lips can reach. ]
This here's heaven.
[ disgusting. then, for good measure, he softly bites down on her flesh. ]
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Just to start.
[ bra unclasped, boothill slides it from her shoulders and drops it over the side of the bed. for a moment he just looks, taking her in as he runs a hand down over her shoulder and over her side. still karlach, still beautiful; the light in her chest is gone, but to him, she still glows. he slowly smiles. ]
Come down here, you. [ then he hooks his arms around her, pulls her in and over him, pressing slow, open-mouthed kisses down to her chest. he slows as he reaches the center of it, pressing his nose to the soft, pliant weight of her breasts. he presses another kiss where his lips can reach. ]
This here's heaven.
[ disgusting. then, for good measure, he softly bites down on her flesh. ]