[Dean shivers a little at the touch. Izanami's fingers are light and soft. He grins at the amused sound and continues with the disrobing. As soon as he reaches bare skin, his hands wander slowly over every smooth line. Izanami's chest and stomach are very pleasant to the touch and Dean takes his time mapping out the slim planes.
And since he's leaning forward like that, Dean takes the opportunity to lean in and brush his lips across Izanami's, then lightly down his jaw and neck.]
Gotta admit... that one strand is awfully distracting. Quite a few possibilities, there.
[Dean's words are murmured against his neck while his hands wander lower, skimming over his hips and thighs.]
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And since he's leaning forward like that, Dean takes the opportunity to lean in and brush his lips across Izanami's, then lightly down his jaw and neck.]
Gotta admit... that one strand is awfully distracting. Quite a few possibilities, there.
[Dean's words are murmured against his neck while his hands wander lower, skimming over his hips and thighs.]