[ Impish, accompanied by a wicked curl of Cain's mouth and a dip of Cain's lashes that's anything but demure. He at least lets Percival divest him of his shirt, lets Percival even go slowly with that, mindful of his own injuries, the lingering strain of lifting his arms over his shoulders, how the movement pulls at his back — how it bares the white cloth wrapped around his torso, all the way up to his shoulders, even a few gauze pads taped to the back of his neck. Cain's well aware that it looks bad.
He doesn't give Percival a chance to second guess himself, what they're doing. Not when he has the bared planes of Percival's chest in front of him to splay his fingers over.
Cain traces over the smooth skin, feeling the firm muscle below. He hums as he glides his hands up Percival's stomach, up his pecs, lets his thumbs just barely brush over the rosy nubs of Percival's nipples — only then lifts his eyes up to catch a glimpse of Percival's expression at that tease. ]
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[ Impish, accompanied by a wicked curl of Cain's mouth and a dip of Cain's lashes that's anything but demure. He at least lets Percival divest him of his shirt, lets Percival even go slowly with that, mindful of his own injuries, the lingering strain of lifting his arms over his shoulders, how the movement pulls at his back — how it bares the white cloth wrapped around his torso, all the way up to his shoulders, even a few gauze pads taped to the back of his neck. Cain's well aware that it looks bad.
He doesn't give Percival a chance to second guess himself, what they're doing. Not when he has the bared planes of Percival's chest in front of him to splay his fingers over.
Cain traces over the smooth skin, feeling the firm muscle below. He hums as he glides his hands up Percival's stomach, up his pecs, lets his thumbs just barely brush over the rosy nubs of Percival's nipples — only then lifts his eyes up to catch a glimpse of Percival's expression at that tease. ]