Geralt only murmured against Nina's skin. He kissed her neck again, before resting against it. He lifted his hands to smooth across her shoulders. He only broke apart to start working her hair out of the braid, breathing her in.
His fingers were gentle, slowly working out any tight weaves in the plait. For a few moments, everything was sandalwood and wild roses, and the smell of Nina's sweat from earlier, trapped since they'd been dancing. Geralt, though he usually had immense control over himself, let it go for just a moment. He gave a very low, very tight groan.
"You're a gorgeous Barrel thug, if that's what you are."
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Date: 2017-10-13 05:38 am (UTC)His fingers were gentle, slowly working out any tight weaves in the plait. For a few moments, everything was sandalwood and wild roses, and the smell of Nina's sweat from earlier, trapped since they'd been dancing. Geralt, though he usually had immense control over himself, let it go for just a moment. He gave a very low, very tight groan.
"You're a gorgeous Barrel thug, if that's what you are."