Mister Silversmith was quite a bit faster than Papillion had initially believed him to be, lunging forward just as soon as she'd found feet, driving his shoulder into her belly and driving her into the ground. air leaving her lungs with a thump, briefly releasing all holds she had on him as stars of light and pain danced before her eyes. Oof! Coughing, she groaned softly and soon the coughs had turned to chuffs of laughter. "Bastard." She gazed up at the wild mess of ashen hair framing the face that loomed over her, a wide toothy grin spread across her face.
Immediately her hips bucked in an attempt to dismount him as she swung to grab onto his collar again for leverage to bodily haul him off of her. "You're fast." She chirped with earnest approval, quelling the last breathy giggles.
Immediately her hips bucked in an attempt to dismount him as she swung to grab onto his collar again for leverage to bodily haul him off of her. "You're fast." She chirped with earnest approval, quelling the last breathy giggles.
