[ the kneading press of his fingers buries her self-satisfied little i told you so before it can ever be born. another deep breath unspools from between her ribcage, canting down toward his hand, feline-like in seeking out those comforting strokes. her scalp tingles in its wake, sensitized and abused as it's been, as if grateful for a more soothing brand of pressure.
when she finds her voice, it's laden and syrupy with pleased drowsiness. ]
So you need to be bribed.
[ teasing oozes into the words, as caramel-warm as the drooping shift she does into his chest. she knows well it isn't as he'd meant it; his indifference had kept him isolated in that apartment on naephus, before he'd found reason to test outside his usual boundaries. after another groggy moment drifts by, she manages, curious: ]
no subject
when she finds her voice, it's laden and syrupy with pleased drowsiness. ]
So you need to be bribed.
[ teasing oozes into the words, as caramel-warm as the drooping shift she does into his chest. she knows well it isn't as he'd meant it; his indifference had kept him isolated in that apartment on naephus, before he'd found reason to test outside his usual boundaries. after another groggy moment drifts by, she manages, curious: ]
Do I count as a new thing?