[ yes. that's exactly where she wanted his hand this whole time. stands a little straighter—shoulders drawing back on a soft inhale. it feels very much like she's the one who's been pinned by his gaze. she feels naked, utterly open-book.
since he called it out for the pretense that it is, though... she rolls the sweater's hem up above her chest, gifting him a pleasant view. paying such close attention to his reaction—to feed her own ego ]
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since he called it out for the pretense that it is, though... she rolls the sweater's hem up above her chest, gifting him a pleasant view. paying such close attention to his reaction—to feed her own ego ]
I suppose. If I must.