[He happened to like her hands. A lot. They'd certainly saved his skin enough times to prove their worth a hundred times over.
Just as he liked her eyes, there wasn't much he didn't like about her, but those eyes were his main concern in those moments she took to really look. Not that he minded, he knew he had nothing to be ashamed of, or embarrassed about in front of her. That, and he was big headed enough to feel assured of himself in other ways.
The sound she made as he crawled up the bed made him glance up briefly, holding his gaze there because he couldn't afford to look away, not if she was going to start making those kinds of pleased expressions and maybe even noises.
Riza's mocking look only had him grinning, something that reached his eyes but the smile was gone when he bent in again, pressing another kiss a little lower. His intention had been to hold her gaze, but the fingers in his hair, the touch of his cheek, even the pinch was enough to make him close his eyes. He could let her keep doing that for a while and not bore of it, he was sure - but there were other things, things he wanted to do with her, for her.
So he pressed another kiss, just above the line of her underwear, before hooking both sets of fingers in the top of them, tugging lower and following the gesture with light kisses.]
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Just as he liked her eyes, there wasn't much he didn't like about her, but those eyes were his main concern in those moments she took to really look. Not that he minded, he knew he had nothing to be ashamed of, or embarrassed about in front of her. That, and he was big headed enough to feel assured of himself in other ways.
The sound she made as he crawled up the bed made him glance up briefly, holding his gaze there because he couldn't afford to look away, not if she was going to start making those kinds of pleased expressions and maybe even noises.
Riza's mocking look only had him grinning, something that reached his eyes but the smile was gone when he bent in again, pressing another kiss a little lower. His intention had been to hold her gaze, but the fingers in his hair, the touch of his cheek, even the pinch was enough to make him close his eyes. He could let her keep doing that for a while and not bore of it, he was sure - but there were other things, things he wanted to do with her, for her.
So he pressed another kiss, just above the line of her underwear, before hooking both sets of fingers in the top of them, tugging lower and following the gesture with light kisses.]