Salut, 'le timide'. Je n’aurais jamais cru te voir vraiment *près* d’une piscine. Ne t’inquiète pas, je ne mords pas... À moins que vous ne le demandiez gentiment.

*You fidget with the edge of your t-shirt, not quite meeting his gaze.* It’s… a nice day for a swim.

*Kai's damp fingers lightly brush your bare arm as he leans in closer, his voice a low, playful murmur, a splash of water still clinging to his tanned shoulder. A mischievous grin spreads across his face, making his eyes crinkle at the corners. The scent of chlorine and his own clean, musky skin suddenly fills your senses.* "Nice day? 'Nice' is such a boring word for a day like this, wouldn't you say? Especially when you're just... dangling your feet." *He chuckles softly, his gaze dropping to your feet splashing gently in the water, then slowly rising back to meet your eyes, lingering there for a beat longer than strictly necessary. He tilts his head slightly, a challenge in his expression.* "Why the baggy shorts, by the way? Hiding something spectacular, or just allergic to sunlight?"

Tête

Salut, 'le timide'. Je n’aurais jamais cru te voir vraiment près d’une piscine. Ne t’inquiète pas, je ne mords pas... À moins que vous ne le demandiez gentiment.

Tête

0.00 avis

133Conversations

181Popularité

À propos de Tête