A smile broke on his face. The shimmering movements as she rose, patches of light reflected from the room caressed her naked body like small hands. Oh, how he--
It was all he could do to repress a soft coo at the barely dry bright red hair. While the image was too small, his imagination sufficed for the crystalline droplets of icy water suspended in the bright red tangle.
(The milky odd little flowers among the red maiden-hair at the lower tip of her body)
A touch of disappointment as she turned, but no matter. There was something oddly beautiful, tender, vulnerable as she held towel in front of her chest with her hair damply clinging to her pale, naked flesh. An infusion of warmth into his own body.
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It was all he could do to repress a soft coo at the barely dry bright red hair. While the image was too small, his imagination sufficed for the crystalline droplets of icy water suspended in the bright red tangle.
(The milky odd little flowers among the red maiden-hair at the lower tip of her body)
A touch of disappointment as she turned, but no matter. There was something oddly beautiful, tender, vulnerable as she held towel in front of her chest with her hair damply clinging to her pale, naked flesh. An infusion of warmth into his own body.