[That touch is careful, loving, full of a light he too feels like he simply doesn't deserve - yet he presses into it anyway, taking it all for himself and rumbling into the kiss between them. And taking in the way she's said his name. His real name.
Something about it seems to spur him on, ripping his attention away elsewhere as he pulls away to sit back on his knees in between hers, reaching down to start working off her skirt - Only to lunge in for her neck, pressing his mouth against it to leave red-hot little marks on her skin as he undresses her. Not caring at all where those marks land, of course. If anything, he wants others to see them.]
nsfw? in EVANGELINE'S inbox? unheard of, frankly
And taking in the way she's said his name.
His real name.
Something about it seems to spur him on, ripping his attention away elsewhere as he pulls away to sit back on his knees in between hers, reaching down to start working off her skirt -
Only to lunge in for her neck, pressing his mouth against it to leave red-hot little marks on her skin as he undresses her.
Not caring at all where those marks land, of course. If anything, he wants others to see them.]