Kaiden kissed her until the nervousness lost its hold.
His mouth moved down her neck, lingering over every inch she had left bare for him. Yunohana's fingers slid into his hair as he reached the daring neckline she had spent the morning blushing over.
Kaiden pulled it down enough to free one heavy breast and paused to admire her. After spending so much of the day trying to behave himself around that dress, he was in no hurry to look away.
"You are staring again," she whispered.
"How could I possibly not?"
He held her breast in one hand, kneading slowly while she watched his face. For all her teasing about his wandering eyes, Yunohana had not expected him to be quite so absorbed now that he was free to look.
His pleasure was making her happy, terribly happy, but the longer he remained silent, the more she wanted to hear what he thought. Surely he could spare a few words for the woman attached to the view?
"Kaiden?"
"Hm?"
"You have gone terribly quiet... Please say something."
