[ More than see him, Chall can feel him against her as she moves, brushing intimately against the soft fabric of her robe and eventually, the warm skin beneath.
Her leg slides against Ibram's side as she takes to trailing kisses up his neck. She lightly moans against his skin at his touch, slightly arching her back to experience more of it, and more of him against her, such as that she might just circle an arm about him to pull him closer. ]