Oh, she is definitely taking her time looking him over. First with eyes, taking in the curl of hair and the colors and tones of flesh and the few (very few) scars. Meeting his eyes again with something of a smouldering gaze of her own; clearly, she very much likes what she sees.
And then looking him over once again, this time with hands. Watching his face as she touches him, explores his body with her fingertips. Tracing down the curve of his shoulders now that the warmth of skin doesn't fade at the edge of his shirt. Tracing the lines and planes of his chest, over muscle and tracing the circle of a nipple and down over his abdomen, and then back up again.
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Date: 2007-12-29 03:00 am (UTC)And then looking him over once again, this time with hands. Watching his face as she touches him, explores his body with her fingertips. Tracing down the curve of his shoulders now that the warmth of skin doesn't fade at the edge of his shirt. Tracing the lines and planes of his chest, over muscle and tracing the circle of a nipple and down over his abdomen, and then back up again.