Now that they've acknowledged the whole below the pants situation, Rapunzel feels okay with relaxing against him again, feeling him pressed against her hip. His hand dips lower, inching under her shirt, and Rapunzel knows that if she were to move his hand or tell him to stop, he'd do it.
That's reassuring, so she checks in with herself and decides that no, she doesn't want him to stop. She did say above the waist, after all, and her nipples are so hard that they ache. Keys has to notice them too, because his gaze keeps gliding down only to jump immediately back to her face, and she finds it deeply charming. He's being such a gentleman about all of this when from what she's heard, a lot of men wouldn't be.
"Surprise me," she says in that same teasing voice. His eyes dip again and Rapunzel giggles, leaning in to press her lips to his ear. "You can look at them. It's okay."
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That's reassuring, so she checks in with herself and decides that no, she doesn't want him to stop. She did say above the waist, after all, and her nipples are so hard that they ache. Keys has to notice them too, because his gaze keeps gliding down only to jump immediately back to her face, and she finds it deeply charming. He's being such a gentleman about all of this when from what she's heard, a lot of men wouldn't be.
"Surprise me," she says in that same teasing voice. His eyes dip again and Rapunzel giggles, leaning in to press her lips to his ear. "You can look at them. It's okay."