She feels a slight thrill when he steps close, eyes shyly meeting his.
"You're a pretty accomplished man," she murmurs, oh-so-softly.
He's close enough to notice the goosebumps on her neck, as the tiny hairs at her nape stand on end. She's chilled without her coat, feeling the warmth of his body so near.
Her lips twitch in a brief smirk, but she doesn't say anything in response to his request. She only pulls one glove from her hand, slowly, never breaking eye contact with him, and carefully begins to dust off his lapels, before her fingers reach up into his hair.
It's when she's seeking out the bits of sweet hay in his bangs that she eventually breaks eye contact.
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"You're a pretty accomplished man," she murmurs, oh-so-softly.
He's close enough to notice the goosebumps on her neck, as the tiny hairs at her nape stand on end. She's chilled without her coat, feeling the warmth of his body so near.
Her lips twitch in a brief smirk, but she doesn't say anything in response to his request. She only pulls one glove from her hand, slowly, never breaking eye contact with him, and carefully begins to dust off his lapels, before her fingers reach up into his hair.
It's when she's seeking out the bits of sweet hay in his bangs that she eventually breaks eye contact.