Asher moves, slow and careful, unused to the ease with which unscarred skin shifts and stretches. He sheds his coat, and then his shirt, eyes slowly raking over every inch of perfect, unblemished skin.
He raises a trembling hand to his face, a smile lighting up once-again-angelic features as he looks at Yrael, touches pale, unblemished skin.
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Date: 2008-04-28 05:13 pm (UTC)From:He raises a trembling hand to his face, a smile lighting up once-again-angelic features as he looks at Yrael, touches pale, unblemished skin.