“I want you to touch me.” [ Eloa/ Aedus ]
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" In this way? " Warm fingers enveloped hers in a questioning squeeze. Innocuous. Friendly. Then, released and fingertips traced a path upwards, feathery brushes against skin along the length of her arm. Unmistakably teasing, flirtatious. " Or this? " A question posed to make sure. To give her a chance to retract her request, or change her mind and clarify that she'd meant nothing by it. Aedus knew which she'd meant. And he was thoroughly willing to fulfill her request entirely, do everything within his power to satisfy her every want, and craving, and need. Though, only once he was certain this was what she wanted. It was a daunting thing. A steep change to the bond that'd formed between them ever since that frigid, fateful night.
