literally, figuratively. pittman can only take in the sight for a moment, his gaze shifting over each other constellation of gems. he lets his tie slide away this time, without any fussing as to folding it, and feels a blush creep up his neck where roka had touched. although he's far from shy when it comes to his, soon to be visible, scars - which streak out from the metal plating of his shoulder - he's struck by the contrast. ]
I've... I've said it before, but,
[ he won't tire of saying it, ever, he thinks. he smooths his fingertips over the gems that scatter over his chest. and he can't help but return the favor, ducking to kiss near to roka's collarbone, where gems meet skin, and lingering in that. ]
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literally, figuratively. pittman can only take in the sight for a moment, his gaze shifting over each other constellation of gems. he lets his tie slide away this time, without any fussing as to folding it, and feels a blush creep up his neck where roka had touched. although he's far from shy when it comes to his, soon to be visible, scars - which streak out from the metal plating of his shoulder - he's struck by the contrast. ]
I've... I've said it before, but,
[ he won't tire of saying it, ever, he thinks. he smooths his fingertips over the gems that scatter over his chest. and he can't help but return the favor, ducking to kiss near to roka's collarbone, where gems meet skin, and lingering in that. ]
You are beautiful.