[ Poe's not hesitant with his touches. He's thorough in working up along the entire length of her thigh, as far as he can reasonably go without his fingertips pressing past it despite what seems like very clear permission to do exactly that. It probably wouldn't have been much different, technically, with someone he's already familiar with, but in this case he's careful rather than teasing. He's too aware of just how easy it is for someone to take shameless advantage of a compromising situation, the line between helping and helping oneself can be fuzzier than it ever should be, personally he tends to fall on the more cautious side of that unless there's a previous clear understanding.
He doesn't think that she's so far drawn into it that she can't make her own choices though, which is why he's gone this far in the first place.
His gaze flicks back up to her face as he shifts to work on her other thigh instead, giving it the same kind of attention. His confidence in his skills isn't misplaced either, while he's been more likely to use his sharp senses and even sharper reflexes for other purposes those talents serve him well enough when he's soothing out sore muscles instead. He's also attentive to the details, the cadence of her breathing and the slight shifts she makes under his hands. It would have been hard not to notice the slight hitches, and if his fingers are pressed into the right spot he can feel the steady beat of her pulse. ]
Most of the time it'll pass eventually. [ He can't help the slight arch of his eyebrows at the confession that tumbles out after that question, far from disapproving, he just wasn't expecting it. Maybe it's weird to have a calm conversation about it, but that's just how things go here. ] I could help you with that too.
[ He can't help but run his tongue across his lower lip, a subconscious gesture rather than an intentional tease meant to deepen that attractive flush even more. He's not nervous, he's just... deliberating. His hands haven't stopped moving yet, and the way his thumbs circle over the top of her thighs might be just a little suggestive as his lips twitch into a slight smile. ]
If you're sure you want to go there with a handsome stranger you just met.
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He doesn't think that she's so far drawn into it that she can't make her own choices though, which is why he's gone this far in the first place.
His gaze flicks back up to her face as he shifts to work on her other thigh instead, giving it the same kind of attention. His confidence in his skills isn't misplaced either, while he's been more likely to use his sharp senses and even sharper reflexes for other purposes those talents serve him well enough when he's soothing out sore muscles instead. He's also attentive to the details, the cadence of her breathing and the slight shifts she makes under his hands. It would have been hard not to notice the slight hitches, and if his fingers are pressed into the right spot he can feel the steady beat of her pulse. ]
Most of the time it'll pass eventually. [ He can't help the slight arch of his eyebrows at the confession that tumbles out after that question, far from disapproving, he just wasn't expecting it. Maybe it's weird to have a calm conversation about it, but that's just how things go here. ] I could help you with that too.
[ He can't help but run his tongue across his lower lip, a subconscious gesture rather than an intentional tease meant to deepen that attractive flush even more. He's not nervous, he's just... deliberating. His hands haven't stopped moving yet, and the way his thumbs circle over the top of her thighs might be just a little suggestive as his lips twitch into a slight smile. ]
If you're sure you want to go there with a handsome stranger you just met.