HOTARU
"Then you'll have quite the list of accomplishments read out in your eulogy I'm sure," she teases, just a little, just enough to respond to that which he has already given her. Letting him guide where the tone of the conversation goes, aware that he is likely the one who needs that kind of control right now.
He breaks from her gaze, and she smiles softly, leans back into the couch and tracks his motions with her eyes. Doesn't move as he circles around behind her, lips twitching into a coy smile, aware of just where this little game is going. She leans subtly into the touch to her cheek, gazing at him from the side of her eyes as her mouth curls farther, lifting her glass to join against his in a satisfying clink of sound. And then turns - in a way that, from somebody else would seem accidental - to look at him fully, brushing her lips against the side of his hand. Smiles innocently, though her eyes gleam in the half-light.
"No fun, secret initiation?" she purrs as she stands in one graceful motion, draining the rest of her glass and setting it on the table before she follows him deeper into the house.
He breaks from her gaze, and she smiles softly, leans back into the couch and tracks his motions with her eyes. Doesn't move as he circles around behind her, lips twitching into a coy smile, aware of just where this little game is going. She leans subtly into the touch to her cheek, gazing at him from the side of her eyes as her mouth curls farther, lifting her glass to join against his in a satisfying clink of sound. And then turns - in a way that, from somebody else would seem accidental - to look at him fully, brushing her lips against the side of his hand. Smiles innocently, though her eyes gleam in the half-light.
"No fun, secret initiation?" she purrs as she stands in one graceful motion, draining the rest of her glass and setting it on the table before she follows him deeper into the house.
please do me a favor and shut up
I wear heels bigger than your d*ck
