[It should be simple, for her to pull her hand away from that little grab if she wanted to. But really... why would she? It was far more entertaining to let it happen, to splay her long, elegant fingers over his hip against the fabric of his dirtied shirt, smirking in amusement. He leans in... and she meets him there, lowering her voice to a murmur as she looks up at him through thick, dark lashes.]
Ah~ ah~ ah~...
[She chastises him playfully, as if his request that she asks cutely is by far an overstep. Not because she wasn't capable, or even that she wouldn't find it entertaining, but because-]
I don't think you really want me cute... Do you, boy?
[Her perfectly manicured nails, painted a vibrant color, scratch encouragingly at the fabric of his shirt in request for him to pull it back up and reveal to her what was beneath.]
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[It should be simple, for her to pull her hand away from that little grab if she wanted to. But really... why would she? It was far more entertaining to let it happen, to splay her long, elegant fingers over his hip against the fabric of his dirtied shirt, smirking in amusement. He leans in... and she meets him there, lowering her voice to a murmur as she looks up at him through thick, dark lashes.]
Ah~ ah~ ah~...
[She chastises him playfully, as if his request that she asks cutely is by far an overstep. Not because she wasn't capable, or even that she wouldn't find it entertaining, but because-]
I don't think you really want me cute... Do you, boy?
[Her perfectly manicured nails, painted a vibrant color, scratch encouragingly at the fabric of his shirt in request for him to pull it back up and reveal to her what was beneath.]