[It's about to get worse as his pulse quickens along with his breath, his chest rising and falling as he remains captured by her gaze. His heart pounds in his head as a sudden, new desire fills him upon seeing how flushed Ilsa is. Is she also caught the same way he is?
Could she...want the same things he wants?
Not hat he has a clue of what he really wants right now, but his enchanted addled mind is making him do and act in ways he never would normally.
That flushed, shy gaze seems to shift subtly. It still seems hesitant, but his eyes deepen, one filled with an unknown want that remains fixed on her. And then he's leaning up slightly, his voice a little lower as he slowly speaks, an "innocent" smile on his lips.]
Can...
[He takes one of her hands and places it on his chest, before slowly dragging it down the line of his abdomen, letting her fingers splay out to run over the well defined ridges...]
...you help me?
[...until it stops right at the edge of his pants, which had lowered to a little below the pelvic line.
What kind of help why that's anyone's guess at this point.]
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Could she...want the same things he wants?
Not hat he has a clue of what he really wants right now, but his enchanted addled mind is making him do and act in ways he never would normally.
That flushed, shy gaze seems to shift subtly. It still seems hesitant, but his eyes deepen, one filled with an unknown want that remains fixed on her. And then he's leaning up slightly, his voice a little lower as he slowly speaks, an "innocent" smile on his lips.]
Can...
[He takes one of her hands and places it on his chest, before slowly dragging it down the line of his abdomen, letting her fingers splay out to run over the well defined ridges...]
...you help me?
[...until it stops right at the edge of his pants, which had lowered to a little below the pelvic line.
What kind of help why that's anyone's guess at this point.]