[D7 LE] Damn These Hungry Eyes (Hideo's Yurt) [Closed]

[Ide Amaya]

Guiltily, she sits up, twisting to face him, "because I have never been special before."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo sits up as well, looking deeply into her eyes as he places a gentle hand on her cheek. "Amaya, you have always been special. Always a brilliant, talented, beautiful woman who shines above others. It just took someone to tell you this. You are my all, and I will tell you this every day for the rest of our lives."

He smiled warmly at her.

"My beautiful Amaya. I love you."

[Ide Amaya]

She nuzzles into the hand on her cheek, "it might take some getting used to yet, watashi no ouji."

[Seppun Hideo]

"Then I shall ensure to remind you every day how beautiful" he leans in to kiss her "wonderful" another kiss "and amazing you are my love" one more deeper, longer kiss

[Ide Amaya]

She slides her arms around his neck, and that inadvertantly disturbs his unfastened kimono, pushing it completely off his shoulders.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo doesn't react other than to lower his arms for a moment, the kimono sliding off as he continues to kiss her, before his now freed arms wrap round her again.

[Ide Amaya]

She is calmer than earlier, gently stroking his hair as they kiss, sighing happily.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo brought the kiss to an end, his fingee running through her hair and she looked into her eyes as he said "I hope you are more convinced now my love."

[Ide Amaya]

She lets her fingers trail down his neck, wandering across his shoulder and back along his collarbone, and down his chest. "I think so, but if that is how you wish to remind me, I might forget very quickly."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo chuckled, looking down to watch her finger trailing downwards then looking back up to her face. "Allow me to continue reminding you then"" he says as he leans in to claim her lips again, his hand holding the back of her head to keep her close.

[Ide Amaya]

Her fingers caress down his side to his hip where his robe lays in disarray about his legs. Slipping her hand just under the edge of the fabric, she strokes around to the small of his back, where she pauses, tracing infinite shapes.

[Seppun Hideo]

There was a small sigh at the tracings of her hand, and his kiss became deeper. With his spare hand, his fingera ran gently along the length of her back, down and up.

[Ide Amaya]

She meets his kiss equally, and the patterns she inscribes on his back with her fingers become more complex, invisible calligraphy. She brings her hand to the base of his neck and her fingertips travel down the length of his spine, tracing words as she goes.

[Seppun Hideo]

There was a small shudder as her fingers trace words down his spine, mentally trying to work out what she was writing, which was becoming more difficult as he feels the warmth of the embrace. He doesn't break the kiss though for longer than a few seconds to catch breaths before he claims those lips again. His hand on her back pulls her to him once again before moving down her back, his other hand never leaving her head

[Ide Amaya]

Her breathing rises as she is pulled against his body, cool silk of the borrowed kimono against his chest. Her right hand continues tracing the words in the hollow of his spine, repeating them at random. Her left grips where his neck and shoulder meet.