Raju feels the touch against his hand and the razor pauses its movement, drawing back from Francis' jaw as Raju's expression softens. "Nearly finished now," he says, hand on Francis' hip turning to try and grasp Francis' reaching one at whatever angle the two can fit together. "Look straight ahead, bite both your lips in for me." That should pull the skin tight enough to make it easier to shave, and keep those lips out of the way.
"One of the worst sins of this damn beard," he goes on, feeling Francis' fingers in his, feeling Francis' skin in his care as he sets the blade lightly under Francis' mouth, "is the way it hides your lips. You never trimmed there, either." That's one pass with the blade done. "I've felt them, but I want to see. You have a wide mouth, I think. And I know your lower lip is thick enough to bite." And another pass, leaving the skin beneath it smooth and bare. "But what shape is the other one, exactly? I want to see all of it. I want to feel all of it."
He finishes the last pass underneath Francis' mouth and pauses, smiling a small, satisfied smile. "I'll just have to wait, of course. Still your upper lip to go."
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"One of the worst sins of this damn beard," he goes on, feeling Francis' fingers in his, feeling Francis' skin in his care as he sets the blade lightly under Francis' mouth, "is the way it hides your lips. You never trimmed there, either." That's one pass with the blade done. "I've felt them, but I want to see. You have a wide mouth, I think. And I know your lower lip is thick enough to bite." And another pass, leaving the skin beneath it smooth and bare. "But what shape is the other one, exactly? I want to see all of it. I want to feel all of it."
He finishes the last pass underneath Francis' mouth and pauses, smiling a small, satisfied smile. "I'll just have to wait, of course. Still your upper lip to go."