Rin flushed from the bridge of her nose to the tips of her ears.
Her hungry gaze swept his body.
His torso was lean and long, every inch of him sculpted muscle, without an ounce of extra flesh.
"Oh," Rin said.
Magenta contoured his waist beautifully, with the boldest lines arching across either hip but never quite reaching his middle. He was also completely hairless except for the sparse white hair trailing down his navel.
Actually, Rin wasn't sure if what she was looking at was really hair and not something closer to a velvet down.
The trail disappeared under the start of his trousers; and she was still holding onto his hanjuban with both hands as he waited indecently for what she'd do next.
