[ The nightgown gets bunched up in his hands to toss aside with all intentions of it being forgotten until later - much later if he had any say in it - and Claude tosses it aside unceremoniously. Maybe he would've put a little more flair into it simply because he can, but for now his attention stays riveted on Hilda.
At first when she moves he almost thinks, what with his own mind beginning to whirl even without being the one on the other end of the teasing what with orchestrating it, she's sitting up for another kiss. Something he leans forward for in a near surrender to keeping her beneath him like this, but then she takes his hand. If Claude thought he'd been engrossed before, the rest of the room fades away now to nothing but her gaze pinned on his as she works over his fingers in a way which makes him ache.
Fitting considering he'd just done the same to her and by the time she releases his hand there's something between a strangled laugh, a breathless curse, and a groan which rumbles its way out of the back of his throat. ]
Has anyone ever told you you're very convincing?
[ He might have before. There's no pretending it's not with a swiftness he lowers himself to her hips after unwinding her legs from around him. With a practiced move Claude skims both hands down her lower back to her ass for a gratuitous squeeze before hooking his fingers into her underwear to tug them down. Even moving with quickness won't stop him from skimming his mouth along her thigh he hadn't teased before along the way, just to make sure he earns it. ]
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At first when she moves he almost thinks, what with his own mind beginning to whirl even without being the one on the other end of the teasing what with orchestrating it, she's sitting up for another kiss. Something he leans forward for in a near surrender to keeping her beneath him like this, but then she takes his hand. If Claude thought he'd been engrossed before, the rest of the room fades away now to nothing but her gaze pinned on his as she works over his fingers in a way which makes him ache.
Fitting considering he'd just done the same to her and by the time she releases his hand there's something between a strangled laugh, a breathless curse, and a groan which rumbles its way out of the back of his throat. ]
Has anyone ever told you you're very convincing?
[ He might have before. There's no pretending it's not with a swiftness he lowers himself to her hips after unwinding her legs from around him. With a practiced move Claude skims both hands down her lower back to her ass for a gratuitous squeeze before hooking his fingers into her underwear to tug them down. Even moving with quickness won't stop him from skimming his mouth along her thigh he hadn't teased before along the way, just to make sure he earns it. ]