shh
Send me a ‘shh’ for my muses reaction to yours sliding their hand up my muses leg.
[ her hand was there, he was sure of it. oh, but it’d be awfully awkward to glance down and see it happening. the two were alone ; and it’s not like she was unattractive — quite the opposite. but this was foreign to him. this kind of t o u c h in this kind of way. was he uncomfortable? did it show on his face? oh god, what did his expression look like? why couldn’t words form? why was he so back and forth on this? ]










