She could almost feel the weight of his gaze as it slid over her body, causing her blush to deepen, her lips curving into an almost guilty smile. Cinnamon eyes flicked upward to look at him as she felt his warm palms against her cheeks, her smile blooming into one that lit up her face; she was so adorably childish in her actions and expressions.<br/><br/>“I would like to, very much, as long as I don’t have to see my papa.” Damita nodded solemnly, her head tilting, laying her cheek more solidly against one palm. “Is there water in here I can use to wash?” She questioned, not wanting to go outside in nothing but her birthday suit.<br/>