Henri made a soft sound of appreciation at the feel of Sybil’s mouth on his skin. He unzipped her dress slowly, and once down, ran his hand on her newly exposed back, nudging the dress off one shoulder. His movements were still careful, even tentative, ready to halt at the first sign of Sybil’s discomfort.
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Date: 2014-01-04 09:46 pm (UTC)