"I'll be right there." He finished pulling on his coat and boots—wanting to be fully dressed, himself. Then, walking deliberately loudly, he opened the door. He made sure she saw him there before coming into the room.
A glance at the dress made obvious what was needed. He came to stand behind her.
Another questioning, confirming glance into her face, over her shoulder in the mirror. Then (deftly and extremely carefully, fingertips somehow never making contact with her skin) he slipped each button through its loop. (…Though his fingers did touch her skin when he gently brushed her hair aside. He hid the electric shiver he was appalled to feel at that. Thinking fiercely, No. Don't go there. Can't.)
As soon as the last one was done, he stepped back, giving her space; but rather than just leaving, glanced again at her face in the mirror.
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Date: 2019-06-09 04:48 am (UTC)A glance at the dress made obvious what was needed. He came to stand behind her.
Another questioning, confirming glance into her face, over her shoulder in the mirror. Then (deftly and extremely carefully, fingertips somehow never making contact with her skin) he slipped each button through its loop. (…Though his fingers did touch her skin when he gently brushed her hair aside. He hid the electric shiver he was appalled to feel at that. Thinking fiercely, No. Don't go there. Can't.)
As soon as the last one was done, he stepped back, giving her space; but rather than just leaving, glanced again at her face in the mirror.