[Catching a glimpse of the heat in her face had been somewhat satisfying, though the Ascian doesn't let it distract him. The scars were likewise noticeable, but he doesn't mind them; why would he? They came with her profession, no matter how skilled or fortunate she was. Perhaps he'd ask over their stories one day, though for now he settles for tracing along them as part of the rest of his exploration of her body; they were a part of her, nothing more or less.
The sounds Mira was making were similarly gratifying, and Emet-Selch could feel his pulse further quickened by them. Though at her- modesty? Lack of self-awareness?- he's tempted to point out that his own judgement was obviously both correct, and completely objective, but that would mean more of a pause than he was willing to give.
Especially when Mira's body was responding to him like this, and he can't entirely fight back a small answering shudder. At the stronger reaction to his attention towards her collarbone, the Ascian nips the area more sharply, before soothing it with his tongue.
And from gentle touches grow firmer ones, as his hand kneads over her breast, learning the shape of her through touch alone. At first, only his palm brushes over her nipple, before letting his fingers pay it more close attention. Rolling it between two fingers, his thumb flicks lightly over it.]
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The sounds Mira was making were similarly gratifying, and Emet-Selch could feel his pulse further quickened by them. Though at her- modesty? Lack of self-awareness?- he's tempted to point out that his own judgement was obviously both correct, and completely objective, but that would mean more of a pause than he was willing to give.
Especially when Mira's body was responding to him like this, and he can't entirely fight back a small answering shudder. At the stronger reaction to his attention towards her collarbone, the Ascian nips the area more sharply, before soothing it with his tongue.
And from gentle touches grow firmer ones, as his hand kneads over her breast, learning the shape of her through touch alone. At first, only his palm brushes over her nipple, before letting his fingers pay it more close attention. Rolling it between two fingers, his thumb flicks lightly over it.]