Anthelion

Glassy blue eyes swam across my face, occasionally holding my gaze, and then proceeded to evaluate every other part of my being. I reached out to push the robe away from her body and stroked her shoulder. She gasped and I instinctively stopped, pulling away while she drew me in with a long stare.

You don't like that.

She shook her head minutely and reached for my hand, tentatively gliding her fingertips along the knuckles. She continued for a small amount of time and all I could think of was how delicate her touch was, but how intensely I felt it.