[he's more cautious moving his injured arm, but he touches with both hands anyway. slow and deliberate, mapping out the planes of his body beneath his palms, fingers skimming teasingly along the waistband of his pants before sliding back up, then further, underneath the crop top.]
This was a joke. You weren't supposed to look so damned good in it.
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[he's more cautious moving his injured arm, but he touches with both hands anyway. slow and deliberate, mapping out the planes of his body beneath his palms, fingers skimming teasingly along the waistband of his pants before sliding back up, then further, underneath the crop top.]
This was a joke. You weren't supposed to look so damned good in it.