[ A few seconds go by, trickling like the water down her skin, like the sensation that follows Zara's kisses and his staccato puffs of breath. Truthfully, she wonders if he's being serious, if he's actually doubting his own appeal. Which isn't really acceptable, if that's the case.
After all, there aren't many (any) people who would get this far with her, that she'd ever allow this close, where if Zara focuses, he can feel her heart thudding underneath her skin with increasing fervor.
Well, her cues are subtle ones. Judith doesn't tend to blush, stammer, speak haltingly. Even her approving noises are soft. Well, then.
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After all, there aren't many (any) people who would get this far with her, that she'd ever allow this close, where if Zara focuses, he can feel her heart thudding underneath her skin with increasing fervor.
Well, her cues are subtle ones. Judith doesn't tend to blush, stammer, speak haltingly. Even her approving noises are soft. Well, then.
Another squeeze. ]
Would you like me to show you, Zara?