[An indulgence that he's ready to give her, patiently watching as she rearranges herself, eyes trailing down her form. Once she's on her stomach, Sholmes moves and settles himself in position, too — he straddles her, thighs bracing at her hips, then reaches down with the flat of his hands and runs them from the middle of her back up to her shoulders.
no subject
Intimate and practical, all at once.]
Comfortable? Shall I move elsewhere?