[ Of course he watches. He's taking in every detail, the way his body seizes and rocks and the things he leans into. The things that become too much. Every detail should be put to memory for future use, because he plans on this being one of many mornings to come.
This time, his fingers tap upwards twice in rapid succession. Short, shallow movements, but still more than enough to brush against that spot that's giving York so much to contend with at the moment. A free hand reaches almost casually to brush his hair back over his shoulder. ]
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This time, his fingers tap upwards twice in rapid succession. Short, shallow movements, but still more than enough to brush against that spot that's giving York so much to contend with at the moment. A free hand reaches almost casually to brush his hair back over his shoulder. ]
Very well.