Post by Hebe Ano Vasilikis on Oct 29, 2009 0:32:12 GMT -5
She hums as he squeezes her tighter, trapping her arms against her chest and her head under his chin. He's all warm and she's starting to think bad thoughts. Not that this is a surprise of any sort but she usually tries not to interfere with her siblings in any way that they might feel uncomfortable. Not that that ever really amounts to anything significant or that they afford her the same courtesy but its the thought that counts. Or was that the issue in the first place? She shrugs and shifts so she's sitting astride his lap, a leg hanging on either side swinging idly, and resolves to forget the matter entirely.
He sighs, frustrated. "I will." And she wishes to kiss the edge of his mouth to see if he tastes like brooding, but he's holding her and not letting her budge. Perhaps that's best. She can see the hag staring again from the corner of her eye and the scandalized look on her face at the sight of them, closer then they were a moment ago and this time she isn't sitting sideways across his lap to give the even slightest appearance of possible platonic relations. She slides forward a bit so her thighs are bracketing his hips and the move hikes her dress up a little.
"Good. It's no fun if what you want is gone. No fair and no backsies." She noses his clavicle and taps a song with her finger. "Always good to get what you want. There was a party here. A little while ago. Very sweet and tasty. It was killer." She nips the skin with her teeth. "Found a wildfire to take home and she burned like gas, so pretty and hot. Wanted her, got her. Should always get what you want."
He sighs, frustrated. "I will." And she wishes to kiss the edge of his mouth to see if he tastes like brooding, but he's holding her and not letting her budge. Perhaps that's best. She can see the hag staring again from the corner of her eye and the scandalized look on her face at the sight of them, closer then they were a moment ago and this time she isn't sitting sideways across his lap to give the even slightest appearance of possible platonic relations. She slides forward a bit so her thighs are bracketing his hips and the move hikes her dress up a little.
"Good. It's no fun if what you want is gone. No fair and no backsies." She noses his clavicle and taps a song with her finger. "Always good to get what you want. There was a party here. A little while ago. Very sweet and tasty. It was killer." She nips the skin with her teeth. "Found a wildfire to take home and she burned like gas, so pretty and hot. Wanted her, got her. Should always get what you want."
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