Sorry it's been a while since I updated, but I'll be getting back to these soon enough! For now, have this. :)
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Her lines are straight at first, but then they start to curve at the top before coming back down in slow, leisure waves that sent jolts down the back of his spine. He doesn't stop her, even when she repeats the process. Each time, he feels the current of her fingertips like electricity as they trace the crevices of his chest.
He doesn't say anything about her clear avoidance of a particular section, covered in harsh tissue where soft skin used to be.
He'll wait until she's ready, though. For now he won't rush her.
