[He was certainly privately worried there there would be scavenged flora on her bedspread, and is relieved that there is not. He sets her on the bed, glancing down at his boots. It would be entirely too rude to just... And they were knee-high, too. He would have to take a second.
Damn it.]
Mine apologies, but a moment if you please, I must remove my boots... [ As he then proceeds to unlace them faster than he has in his entire life, the feeling of those kisses still fresh on his skin.]
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Damn it.]
Mine apologies, but a moment if you please, I must remove my boots... [ As he then proceeds to unlace them faster than he has in his entire life, the feeling of those kisses still fresh on his skin.]