they say I did something bad, so why's it feel so good?
"It is." Charlie sings right back. Her fingers move down the column of his neck and toward the muscles just behind his ears; the ones normally made tight by those who poured over books (or bodies) and were often ignored in lieu of larger and more obviously stiff muscles. (wink).
"Will you take me sometime?" She could go alone of course, but where was the fun in that? As they got to know each other, if it wasn't obviously already, Asta would learn that Charlie almost always preferred to be in the company of others. "Then you can make sure I don't miss out on anything." Her dark eyebrows bounce beneath the line of her bangs before she giggles in such a way that has the entirety of her small frame vibrating with delight.
"Am I?" She wonders coyly. "You do seem like the type to like sparkly things." The priestess jokes with a sunny grin.
Much as she enjoyed being in Asta's arms and letting her her nails ghost against him, her fingers gave the classic flutter flutter against his shoulders to indicate a change in his focus, before she leg her legs loosen from around his waist that he might set her down. "Too much heat and your shirt will wrinkle." She chuckled slyly, before turning her attention to the Temple at large.
"Did you have anywhere in mind, for the shrine?"
"Will you take me sometime?" She could go alone of course, but where was the fun in that? As they got to know each other, if it wasn't obviously already, Asta would learn that Charlie almost always preferred to be in the company of others. "Then you can make sure I don't miss out on anything." Her dark eyebrows bounce beneath the line of her bangs before she giggles in such a way that has the entirety of her small frame vibrating with delight.
"Am I?" She wonders coyly. "You do seem like the type to like sparkly things." The priestess jokes with a sunny grin.
Much as she enjoyed being in Asta's arms and letting her her nails ghost against him, her fingers gave the classic flutter flutter against his shoulders to indicate a change in his focus, before she leg her legs loosen from around his waist that he might set her down. "Too much heat and your shirt will wrinkle." She chuckled slyly, before turning her attention to the Temple at large.
"Did you have anywhere in mind, for the shrine?"
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
