[And that touch starts something inside him, lights a fire where the heat had been in his chest. He opens his mouth to speak but thinks carefully about his words, not wanting to come off as creepy or inappropriate.
Still, he begins to wonder how her hands will feel all over his body. Curious to see how far this game will go, he snakes a playful arm around her waist, pulling her closer.]
Would you rather I flatter you?
You don't seem to like my words.
[But his brow is raised, as if to say, "That's alright."
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Still, he begins to wonder how her hands will feel all over his body. Curious to see how far this game will go, he snakes a playful arm around her waist, pulling her closer.]
Would you rather I flatter you?
You don't seem to like my words.
[But his brow is raised, as if to say, "That's alright."
"I can just show you."]