[His thirst is MAX THIRST? What is he, a drink ad? Because this otome is just going at it, yo.
Well, she made her bed, in a way. Maybe he's lighting up that INNER THIRST she may have for him, not that she would ever...admit that...out loud...
Also because it might go to his head. Or otherwise.
She hums, as that hand explores her skin, her body arching to his in response. Coloured cheeks definitely cannot be ignored, and for a moment she glances away, though her lips never pull away from his.]
Perhaps. [She can't be too honest, not quite yet. Because his words are dangerous and they're awfully tempting, that she could fall with him and they would never get up. But maybe it would be worth it.
Her legs tighten around him, and with strange resolve.]
Then are you going to do it? [Because if all else, at least she's bold enough to handle whatever he was throwing at her. And maybe part of her wanted it too.]
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Well, she made her bed, in a way. Maybe he's lighting up that INNER THIRST she may have for him, not that she would ever...admit that...out loud...
Also because it might go to his head. Or otherwise.
She hums, as that hand explores her skin, her body arching to his in response. Coloured cheeks definitely cannot be ignored, and for a moment she glances away, though her lips never pull away from his.]
Perhaps. [She can't be too honest, not quite yet. Because his words are dangerous and they're awfully tempting, that she could fall with him and they would never get up. But maybe it would be worth it.
Her legs tighten around him, and with strange resolve.]
Then are you going to do it? [Because if all else, at least she's bold enough to handle whatever he was throwing at her. And maybe part of her wanted it too.]