As Neil sorted out which plates were which, he could feel her gaze even before he let his eyes flick up now and again to watch her as she lost herself in staring. Those eyes sliding over his body, settling on that bare spot where his zipper hung open--it wasn't that different from the familiar feel of her fingers or knuckles rubbing along his stomach or splaying low against his belly, save that he felt like he was being consumed by that look rather than just touched.
And she was so lost in staring that she didn't even realize what she looked like, sitting there, hands running along her legs, coiling slowly like a storm lion about to pounce on the rabbit or blackjack it was about to have for its supper...
Neil had to swallow three times around a mouth and throat gone suddenly too dry to speak before he could get words out.
"I, uh--I got some real food to go with the pancakes and sweets." he rasped, voice gone husky with desire as he lifted his eyes to watch her face again. "What're you hungry for first? Real food, or dessert?"
Re: 9/24 - around quarter to six
And she was so lost in staring that she didn't even realize what she looked like, sitting there, hands running along her legs, coiling slowly like a storm lion about to pounce on the rabbit or blackjack it was about to have for its supper...
Neil had to swallow three times around a mouth and throat gone suddenly too dry to speak before he could get words out.
"I, uh--I got some real food to go with the pancakes and sweets." he rasped, voice gone husky with desire as he lifted his eyes to watch her face again. "What're you hungry for first? Real food, or dessert?"