[God, she's gorgeous. It's hard to keep his eyes off of her, but he's also pretty sure that walking face-first into a doorframe in his own house wouldn't make a good impression.
Unfortunately, he has no tat to show, nor...much of anything else. The bed is exceptionally small in relation to her, but amongst other things...
...well, he's healthy, at least. Clear skin, not a scar in sight, a reasonable fat-to-muscle ratio for someone who used to live a sedentary life and now is almost always on his feet.
Maybe it's for the best that he doesn't try to make for a show of it like she did, but there's something impressive about the fraction of time that he actually needs to disrobe. He doesn't give her much time to dwell on it, though, before he reaches out and cups her face with his hands, thumbs on her soft cheeks and threading his fingers through her sugar-spun blonde hair (and...tentacles?). He leans in to give her a long, slow kiss -- since she's now at a height that allows him to do that comfortably!
Even if he's still a bit on his toes to pull it off.]
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Unfortunately, he has no tat to show, nor...much of anything else. The bed is exceptionally small in relation to her, but amongst other things...
...well, he's healthy, at least. Clear skin, not a scar in sight, a reasonable fat-to-muscle ratio for someone who used to live a sedentary life and now is almost always on his feet.
Maybe it's for the best that he doesn't try to make for a show of it like she did, but there's something impressive about the fraction of time that he actually needs to disrobe. He doesn't give her much time to dwell on it, though, before he reaches out and cups her face with his hands, thumbs on her soft cheeks and threading his fingers through her sugar-spun blonde hair (and...tentacles?). He leans in to give her a long, slow kiss -- since she's now at a height that allows him to do that comfortably!
Even if he's still a bit on his toes to pull it off.]