[Some, at least, yes. Though it felt so fleetin — or maybe it does now, the desire to always see more of those private, intimate moments having never gone away.]
Always, I’m sure.
[In the next passing second, he’s already undone his fly. The open vee of his trousers makes his bulge all the more prominent as it presses between them, but only for one blessed moment. Henry sits up in the next, looking down at her with flushed cheeks and eyes full of reverence. She can take a moment to enjoy the view — even fully dressed, it’s difficult for the eye not to be drawn down to the tent between his legs.]
no subject
Always, I’m sure.
[In the next passing second, he’s already undone his fly. The open vee of his trousers makes his bulge all the more prominent as it presses between them, but only for one blessed moment. Henry sits up in the next, looking down at her with flushed cheeks and eyes full of reverence. She can take a moment to enjoy the view — even fully dressed, it’s difficult for the eye not to be drawn down to the tent between his legs.]
So then, does my wizard want a show?