HER SMILE SOFTENS as well, practically every inch of her body turning a bright shade of crimson at the kisses to her hand. there is something coiling in her stomach. she’s not entirely SURE what it could be, but it’s becoming painfully prominent and difficult to ignore. her eyebrows raise just slightly, her blue eyes averting downwards to eye the hem of what she was wearing. ❛ thank you, love. funny thing, it’s – actually a large shirt m-made to look like a dress. it’s c-comfortable b-but still pretty. made it myself. ❜ she lifts the hem slightly, fidgeting with it CAREFULLY as bits of her thighs reveal themselves more and more. daxton scoots towards him, her head canting to the side just slightly, a curious but knowing gaze gracing her expression. ❛ anything else ? ❜
there’s something about how she moves, he thinks. as though she has all the time in the world, as though she’s in no rush - either way, elwood is captivated. emerald eyes travel down to the expanse of her thighs, smile shifting only slightly into a smirk at the further reveal of skin, casting his gaze back to daxton’s. ❛ where to start? ❜ he muses, tilting his head before his lips once more curl into a grin. his eyes flicker across her freckles, up to her own eyes before down to her lips, momentarily resting there before he offers a tiny grin. tugging his bottom lip between his teeth, elwood rests back on his elbows, eyes trained on dax as she comes closer. ❛ take a guess at what what m'thinking. ❜