[MuseSick]

Jude's face grew hot, he felt like he was the sun as her fingers trace along his skin. He shuddered slightly. It was oddly.. A nice feeling to have her hands drawn along his skin. "I-I'm fine.." he stammered as he looked down at her, his hands finding their way to her back as he glanced down at her. His shaking hand tossed the cloth away, not wanting to get her wet he glanced up at the ceiling. "Welcome home Lucy.." he whispered softly as he leaned down, his lips brushing softly, shyly up against hers as he looked around the room. He reached for the clothing with his right hand, and led her into the small room with his left. Setting the clothing down on the bed he smiled at her, charmingly this time, he lost the lust from his face and it regained his colour. "You're very tempting.." he whispered to himself shaking his head. His equality he thought could subside a little when it came to Lucy, he didn't find himself sexually attracted to the rest of the crew, so he figured maybe she could one up them there.

He looked down at his clean wound, and the back to Lucy, he grabbed her by the loops that were in his pants that she wore and tugged her closer. "Lucy.. Is that short for Lucinda?" he asked softly as he leaned down, pressing his lips shyly to hers, making his kiss a bit fuller this time as he did. He couldn't deny that he was like the average male, he was run by his testosterone. But anyone who had never been touched in such away, would probably be driven mad by hormones anyways. "If you want you can get changed and I'll leave.. Or.. We can do whatever you want Lucy.. I don't mind..." he said quietly. He could feel his heart racing behind his shirt, he hoped it didn't bother her, the blood coursing through his veins when they got closer to one another. He wouldn't want to tempt her with thirst.