If they weren't underwater he'd be gasping for breath. His gills flare instead. Namur slides his hands up her torso again, this time taking the hem of her t-shirt with them, exposing her belly. He curls forward, following Rip's rising shirt with tender little bites, until he finds a spot that makes her react more favorably than the others. He shifts to wrap his arms around her and nibbles at that spot to see how far he can take her that way.]
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Date: 2015-12-30 04:40 pm (UTC)From:yes.
If they weren't underwater he'd be gasping for breath. His gills flare instead. Namur slides his hands up her torso again, this time taking the hem of her t-shirt with them, exposing her belly. He curls forward, following Rip's rising shirt with tender little bites, until he finds a spot that makes her react more favorably than the others. He shifts to wrap his arms around her and nibbles at that spot to see how far he can take her that way.]