Hes shocked when her fingers slither their way under the thick material of his sweater, warm fingertips skimming across the skin of his back. She takes the hem of the sweater in his fingers, pulling it upwards as he pulls apart from her lips to completely take it off.
Se starts at the center of his chest, admiring the detailing on the wings of the butterfly and working his way down to the leaves on his hipbones. “Y/N takes her time, eyes scanning across all of the detailed art on his chest” の続きを読む