( he hums in agreement, and finding her not opposed to a little petting, he lifts his other hand to run down her arm, watching the trail of his fingertips to hers. his brow furrows as his eyes stop on the thin, lifted white scar on one of her fingers; he drags the touch over the ridge to her nail.
he's not spent enough time or attention to note the all the minute details of her body, but he believes he knows it well enough to recognize something new. )
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he's not spent enough time or attention to note the all the minute details of her body, but he believes he knows it well enough to recognize something new. )