04-17-2026, 10:01 PM
He hummed against her neck as her fingers touched skin and he allowed his own fingers to dance across her skin. Her slight turn put her in a good position to kiss her and he did, his lips finding hers and pulling her against him trapping the hand behind her as his fingers worked their way down, unbuttoning her pants and sliding even further down.
He was tender and careful and aware of everything around them. His other hand went up, cupping a breast. He wasn't in a rush. This was a woman who had been neglected most of her adult life and Hayden committed to rectifying that error on the part of humanity. it was one night, at least that was the the plan, though he knew like Elyse that option would lay open should she so desire to call up on his attentions. But it would be her call. Her distraction.
The water might grow cold if they dallied too long, he didn't know how long the hot water stuck around here. And it was the dead of winter -- and a snow storm, no telling if the power would go out or the heat or anything like that. He wanted to take his time. He pulled away turning her with him and taking the bottle from her hands. "In the spirit of hot water, and the blizard outside, let's at least use some of that hot water before it dies a cold bitter death." He grinned and tugged her shirt over her head trapping her arms before he moved his hands down her sides, expertly unclipping her bra before moving towards her hips and shoving her pants to the floor. He took a few steps back and admired the view. And let her see what was on her plate for the night. He intended to get very familiar with everything he saw, and he hoped she did the same.
He was tender and careful and aware of everything around them. His other hand went up, cupping a breast. He wasn't in a rush. This was a woman who had been neglected most of her adult life and Hayden committed to rectifying that error on the part of humanity. it was one night, at least that was the the plan, though he knew like Elyse that option would lay open should she so desire to call up on his attentions. But it would be her call. Her distraction.
The water might grow cold if they dallied too long, he didn't know how long the hot water stuck around here. And it was the dead of winter -- and a snow storm, no telling if the power would go out or the heat or anything like that. He wanted to take his time. He pulled away turning her with him and taking the bottle from her hands. "In the spirit of hot water, and the blizard outside, let's at least use some of that hot water before it dies a cold bitter death." He grinned and tugged her shirt over her head trapping her arms before he moved his hands down her sides, expertly unclipping her bra before moving towards her hips and shoving her pants to the floor. He took a few steps back and admired the view. And let her see what was on her plate for the night. He intended to get very familiar with everything he saw, and he hoped she did the same.