[Finally. He wants to play cat-and-mouse, she wants to treat this like a study session and speed-run it. Somehow they meet in the middle. Her hands begin searching him. Buttons, clasps, latches... whatever she can find, undo, and peel off as she feels her cheeks grow hotter the more she endures being exposed.]
As a Master is it not my right? A-ah, but... we should focus on the task at hand...
[ for that matter, Gilgamesh has no qualms about assisting Rin in this cast off: he knows his own attire and body quite well, better than any other being does, and he has zero shame when it comes to nudity. within a matter of moments, if not seconds, the King of Heroes has shed his clothing rather like the snake with whom some might say he shares a certain affinity (much as he might profess to loathe it).
once Gilgamesh's clothing has been removed, Rin will be able to see the body he takes pride in, toned and tanned with lean muscles and red whorls that decorate his abdomen. he gives her a brief moment to take him in, doing the same for her in turn: though he might have a certain affinity for golden hair, one could not help noting how fine Rin's dark tresses were in volume and lustre, all the more so when juxtaposed against her pale body, which was also well-muscled in a rather feminine manner. even if he does not quite verbalize all this, she will be able to see the appreciation and appraisal in those eyes which hold such reputation for seeing into the depths of one's soul -- which now shamelessly roam the length of her body, observing the curves of shoulders and the smoothness of belly and, of course, those perfect thighs. ]
... happier now?
[ at least he is no longer dragging things out with the teasing.
... ah, though Rin still must be properly prepared... ]
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As a Master is it not my right? A-ah, but... we should focus on the task at hand...
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once Gilgamesh's clothing has been removed, Rin will be able to see the body he takes pride in, toned and tanned with lean muscles and red whorls that decorate his abdomen. he gives her a brief moment to take him in, doing the same for her in turn: though he might have a certain affinity for golden hair, one could not help noting how fine Rin's dark tresses were in volume and lustre, all the more so when juxtaposed against her pale body, which was also well-muscled in a rather feminine manner. even if he does not quite verbalize all this, she will be able to see the appreciation and appraisal in those eyes which hold such reputation for seeing into the depths of one's soul -- which now shamelessly roam the length of her body, observing the curves of shoulders and the smoothness of belly and, of course, those perfect thighs. ]
... happier now?
[ at least he is no longer dragging things out with the teasing.
... ah, though Rin still must be properly prepared... ]