<strong>Name</strong>Tim<br/><strong>Location</strong>His bed<br/><strong>Summary</strong>Watching for a reaction<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>Korryn, Korryn's nipple<br/><br/>Tim watched her approach and never let his eyes drift from her as she lay next to him and asked about his scar.<strong> "An old friend of mine..."</strong>he said, his gaze now seeming to pass through Korryn as opposed to being focused on her.<strong>"...We got into a disagreement once and he took a shot at my neck with his knife, but he missed. So then I took my shot, and I didn't miss."</strong>Tim's tone betrayed that some aspect of the memory was at least tinged with fondness. Whether it was his old friend or the act of killing him that brought on this mood however, was entirely unclear by the man's words.<br/><br/>Tim calmly reached up and rested the palm of his hand against Korryn's cheek before moving it to her hair. He ran his hand through her hair and softly mused<strong>"We'll have to keep this clean, I like the look of it and don't want you catching lice"</strong>at the end of his statement Tim's hand was now firmly gripping a handful of Korryn's hair near the base of her head.<br/><br/>He wasn't holding it hard enough to really cause any pain as much as it was to simply rivet her attention on what he was saying<strong>"When you're told, you'll start with your mouth"</strong>he said to her<strong>"You've used it on a man before, yes?"</strong>as he asked the question he moved his other hand to Korryn's right breast gently squeezing it through the material of her top, his thumb and forefinger finding her nipple and pinching it softly.<br/><br/>His eyes were riveted on hers, seeming to be searching and probing for something. In truth he wanted to see how responsive she was to stimulation, to know if she had developed a habit of blocking encounters such as this one out of her mind or not.