Well—sometimes, at least, he thinks, as he lays a kiss upon her palm, not lucid enough to recognize the way her breath hitched at the gentle touch, nor the way her eyes honed in on him with a sudden fixation— Not the way her fingers began to drift across his skin in a way that was almost deliberately tender. Almost specifically alluring. "Imprinting on my clothes, my love?" "In the absence of you, yes." He admits, opening his eyes, molten, crimson hues just as intense, though he'd never know it. "Is that a problem?" "No." She whispers, her fingers dancing across his skin, before a finger moved to press against the swell of his bottom lip, the flesh of her thumb tipping in past his teeth, as her eyes darkened when his mouth fit around the digit without hesitation. "Not at all. Never." What a tease these two were to each other, without even trying. How easy it was to have utterly missed this. #wolgraha #jazzraha #ffxiv #fanfiction #fanfic #ffxivwriters #ffxivfanfic

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