Cool fingers skip past his navel before her wrist is caught and Yseult is tugged, laughing, book quickly put aside to safety as she tumbles over.
"You are warm all the time," she argues, getting a knee beneath her, "Like a giant heating stone." It's not a complaint, though fingers drum teasingly against his stomach. "Well, you'll have plenty of time to soak up sun while we're here. Once I stop blocking your light--" she says, making as if to draw back from over him but clearly expecting to be stopped.
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Date: 2022-02-06 04:41 am (UTC)"You are warm all the time," she argues, getting a knee beneath her, "Like a giant heating stone." It's not a complaint, though fingers drum teasingly against his stomach. "Well, you'll have plenty of time to soak up sun while we're here. Once I stop blocking your light--" she says, making as if to draw back from over him but clearly expecting to be stopped.