It's been so long since she's been properly relaxed (if ever) that it takes a while for her muscles to even start moving in that direction. She carries all her tension across the tops of her shoulders and in her neck, but he can tell by the small of her back, she spends a lot of time on her feet. (Well, that and crawling through sewers.)
A part of her body remembers what it's like to have wings, so there's an odd tension around her torso, between her shoulder blades. The light pull of tension along her keel bone is purely phantom in this form.
She is quiet under his ministrations, each breath drawing longer, until she's sighing with every pass.
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Date: 2010-10-28 07:55 pm (UTC)A woman could get used to this.
It's been so long since she's been properly relaxed (if ever) that it takes a while for her muscles to even start moving in that direction. She carries all her tension across the tops of her shoulders and in her neck, but he can tell by the small of her back, she spends a lot of time on her feet. (Well, that and crawling through sewers.)
A part of her body remembers what it's like to have wings, so there's an odd tension around her torso, between her shoulder blades. The light pull of tension along her keel bone is purely phantom in this form.
She is quiet under his ministrations, each breath drawing longer, until she's sighing with every pass.