The razor, seemingly on her own, stopped just below and between Sadako's breasts, and Sweeney opened his eyes and smiled. "A perfect place, luv." And with that, he nodded and slipped closer to Sadako, pressing his lips to the corner of her jaw. We'll need that shirt off, luv. And if you wish to be more comfortable, you can lay back here, or we can adjourn to the bedroom. Though all he said was her name in a whisper.
His own skin had chilled at the thought of it, the sensation of cutting, but not too deeply, of raising the flesh and seeing the blood and yet not killing the precious lady with which he could share his thoughts. It delighted him to no end.