[He shivers under her touch. Scar tissue typically is more sensitive than normal skin and Wriothesley has scars in spades. And well, the scars on his neck have always been somewhat sensitive. A sharp intake of breath and eyelashes flutters as he relishes the gently feeling of her fingers against his skin.
There's a feeling of being a little thrown just a bit off his game though. It isn't like she would be the first to ask him what he likes in bed, but it's different than with others. He can easily shift things away in the throes of passion with others. With Clorinde, there's a feeling of being pinned in place. That she expects an actual answer and not the way where he usually sidesteps a true and proper answer.
He shivers again for a completely different reason.] Ah, but what if I simply enjoy what you enjoy? [Deflecting.]
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There's a feeling of being a little thrown just a bit off his game though. It isn't like she would be the first to ask him what he likes in bed, but it's different than with others. He can easily shift things away in the throes of passion with others. With Clorinde, there's a feeling of being pinned in place. That she expects an actual answer and not the way where he usually sidesteps a true and proper answer.
He shivers again for a completely different reason.] Ah, but what if I simply enjoy what you enjoy? [Deflecting.]