[The most convincing acts have a little bit of truth to them.
The truth is, she's enjoying touching him. Would enjoy continuing to touch him. Would definitely enjoy pushing more of his buttons and dragging this out, whirling him in circles until he can't remember which way is up, and then vanishing without a trace, but she's not there to play with him.
Well. She's not there entirely to play with him. She's there for something shiny, and that means she should probably set him back on track.
Her smile twitches as she hums quietly, accepting his eventual answer, and explanation.
Her thumb strokes over his lips, her voice an exaggerated, sultry purr.]
Relax.
[And then she takes pity on him.]
Any sign of your mark?
[Like she hasn't just utterly sidetracked him on purpose.]
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The truth is, she's enjoying touching him. Would enjoy continuing to touch him. Would definitely enjoy pushing more of his buttons and dragging this out, whirling him in circles until he can't remember which way is up, and then vanishing without a trace, but she's not there to play with him.
Well. She's not there entirely to play with him. She's there for something shiny, and that means she should probably set him back on track.
Her smile twitches as she hums quietly, accepting his eventual answer, and explanation.
Her thumb strokes over his lips, her voice an exaggerated, sultry purr.]
Relax.
[And then she takes pity on him.]
Any sign of your mark?
[Like she hasn't just utterly sidetracked him on purpose.]