Esfir just watches him, expression more serene than anything else. Her braid falls heavy and thick against her back, staying in place even when she tugs off the hair-tie. That she wraps around the pins, and she leans forward to toss them onto her bedside table.
Arm braced against the bed for balance, her green eyes flick back to his face before she slowly straightens up. As she moves, she trails her fingers down his chest, following the line of hair down to his belt.
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Date: 2008-09-25 10:19 am (UTC)Arm braced against the bed for balance, her green eyes flick back to his face before she slowly straightens up. As she moves, she trails her fingers down his chest, following the line of hair down to his belt.
"I think we'll work something out."