[ She watches him, his eyes closed; she is so attracted to him that her entire body aches a little bit. Her chest feels tight and her head like it's floating, and she feels as happily stupid as she always does with him. Leaning over him, she presses her lips to his chest, then kisses a path up toward his cheek. ]
I'll get dressed. [ It's murmured into his ear, and she nips at his earlobe before she bounces up from the bed and fetches the bag she dropped on the way in. She only pulls out two things -- pieces of a swimsuit -- and quickly puts them on. With her phantom hand, she picks her dress up from the floor next to the bed, and she slips it back on before she turns back to him, reaching up to retie her hair.
For a moment, she stops, still barefoot, looking at him. ] Let me braid your hair back. You get saltwater in it, it's just gonna get tangled up.
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[ She watches him, his eyes closed; she is so attracted to him that her entire body aches a little bit. Her chest feels tight and her head like it's floating, and she feels as happily stupid as she always does with him. Leaning over him, she presses her lips to his chest, then kisses a path up toward his cheek. ]
I'll get dressed. [ It's murmured into his ear, and she nips at his earlobe before she bounces up from the bed and fetches the bag she dropped on the way in. She only pulls out two things -- pieces of a swimsuit -- and quickly puts them on. With her phantom hand, she picks her dress up from the floor next to the bed, and she slips it back on before she turns back to him, reaching up to retie her hair.
For a moment, she stops, still barefoot, looking at him. ] Let me braid your hair back. You get saltwater in it, it's just gonna get tangled up.