[ Much as he’d love to see her cry, he hasn’t really been trying to break her that hard, not when they’re still feeling each other out, and not when she’s clearly trying to make a statement against the Almighty.
Though what exactly that statement entails anymore is beyond him.
He does, however, let out an appreciative little groan as she slides a foot over his leg, loving the boldness of the action—the teasing distance it puts between them. And while he could follow up that statement by pulling the seniority card, he suspects she’d laugh at him anyway.
Not that he’d mind, but…he’d like a little more payoff than that.
So instead, he says: ]
With or without my help?
[ Considering what happened with her clothes earlier, she should be glad he’s giving her a choice this time.
Albeit one that he might quickly renege as he leans over her, placing a hand upon her knee and stroking it. ]
no subject
Though what exactly that statement entails anymore is beyond him.
He does, however, let out an appreciative little groan as she slides a foot over his leg, loving the boldness of the action—the teasing distance it puts between them. And while he could follow up that statement by pulling the seniority card, he suspects she’d laugh at him anyway.
Not that he’d mind, but…he’d like a little more payoff than that.
So instead, he says: ]
With or without my help?
[ Considering what happened with her clothes earlier, she should be glad he’s giving her a choice this time.
Albeit one that he might quickly renege as he leans over her, placing a hand upon her knee and stroking it. ]
Don’t keep me waiting too long, sweetheart.