[ His stomach just drops further at her words, eyes searching her face for any sign of this not being what he thinks it is; not a tease, but just another night of holding her. But he can't see it there, in her eyes. He can only see need, and it makes him want to grab her, carry her to her bed and lay her down himself, lavish her wish kisses and touches until she can't take it anymore.
Instead, his fingers tighten a fraction over her hip, and he nods, soundless. ]
Okay.
[ Last time they were any sort of intimate physically, they had both been wearing their clothes, and they'd been in semi-public. Baby had walked home uncomfortable after coming in his boxers, and he still thought it somewhat embarrassing, bar for making Izzy feel good.
But now, they are in private. Alone, nobody to come knocking, and Isabelle already wearing much less. He swallows thickly as he follows her to her bedroom, barely managing not to trip over his feet. ]
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Instead, his fingers tighten a fraction over her hip, and he nods, soundless. ]
Okay.
[ Last time they were any sort of intimate physically, they had both been wearing their clothes, and they'd been in semi-public. Baby had walked home uncomfortable after coming in his boxers, and he still thought it somewhat embarrassing, bar for making Izzy feel good.
But now, they are in private. Alone, nobody to come knocking, and Isabelle already wearing much less. He swallows thickly as he follows her to her bedroom, barely managing not to trip over his feet. ]