His smile was probably felt against her skin. The slightest shift, moving his hands and grasping the fabric. "I'll replace it." Assuring her, and then there was a sharp tug, and the faint sound of fabric tearing.
It wasn't hard to figure out what Trunks had done, from how the hint of air against her back, the noise, and the twitches and flex of muscle under her own touch. Still that heat between them, and one hand moved back to splay against her waist. Pulling her just that much closer into him, as the other started to unwind ruined fabric from her.
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Date: 2018-05-28 05:44 am (UTC)It wasn't hard to figure out what Trunks had done, from how the hint of air against her back, the noise, and the twitches and flex of muscle under her own touch. Still that heat between them, and one hand moved back to splay against her waist. Pulling her just that much closer into him, as the other started to unwind ruined fabric from her.