Gunho was most comfortable when he was in his element and there was nothing more natural to him that this. He should have felt calm and collected with Aello's compliance, there should have been a feeling of serene clarity permeating his thoughts right about now. But Aello's close proximity gave his usually composed hands a sliver of intensity they were normally deprived of. He'd realized that despite himself, he still hadn't gotten over that night where he'd allowed Aello's teasing to get to him. But she'd promised to hold back hadn't she? And she was keeping good on her words. Who was he to disappoint her. Gunho pushed back the things addling his thoughts and concentrated on Aello, on the slender curve of her back, on the rise and fall of her shoulders and on her quickening pulse that he could feel with his body this close to her own. "Don't you worry." he whispered into her ear, his voice a lullaby in the air. "I don't have plans to stop anytime soon." He parted her hair to one side and drew the pads of his fingers from the curve of her neck, thumbs settling on a depression beneath her ears and the rest finding their places up the side of her face until the edge of his index and middle finger stopped short of the side of her brows, just at the slight indentation of the skull that could easily be palpated there. While he worked his magic he began to wonder exactly why he was doing this, what part of him motivated him to turn a little bolder when he was with this girl and why he'd never felt such a thing before. She was pretty, but he couldn't say he didn't know other pretty girls in the past... "What is it about you," the question came unbidden, though the delivery was in a voice filled with muted wonder. "I can't place it, but there's something about you that's really... interesting. I'll admit to never having had a subject like you in all my time working." |