[ Cardia would point out that if there's no space between them, she can't exactly touch him as much as she'd like, all over-- but his lips are already brushing against the Horologium (thankfully, no longer active) and heat continues to rise in her face. The rest of her is already flushed, thanks to the bathwater, but there's definitely a small concern that Lupin is going to make all of this go right to her head. ]
Really, you're...
[ It's a soft mumble, embarrassed, but Cardia concedes nonetheless, and slips her hand between them to run her fingers from his neck to dip into the spaces of his collarbone and lower. The muscles of his chest, developed from all of his time and work poured into being a thief, his nipples.
There's more to touch, of course, but she'll have to build up to that. ]
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Really, you're...
[ It's a soft mumble, embarrassed, but Cardia concedes nonetheless, and slips her hand between them to run her fingers from his neck to dip into the spaces of his collarbone and lower. The muscles of his chest, developed from all of his time and work poured into being a thief, his nipples.
There's more to touch, of course, but she'll have to build up to that. ]