Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150502191958/@comment-5543592-20150502212055

Dacian knelt between her legs, tracing shapes up and down her stomach and chest. His face was largely emotionless, but his brow was wrinkled slightly like he was thinking about something.

"I..." He glanced away. "I'm not..." He pursed his lips, like he was trying to figure out how to accurately word it. "I'm not afraid of you.  I... don't think you'll hurt me." He reached up and tore the amulet from his neck, and gently set it at the top of her chest.