[ Aw, come on, Wrio, now you're just making this easy.
She can see it in his eyes, after all. The way those words have struck a cord, and maybe if he's going to be that good about things, she can be a little more generous than she was otherwise considering. He's not her usual type, but... those eyes, that hair, the surprising gentleness that he moves with, it's all winning him points. Plus, he's built fantastically, and while she usually likes some wider hips and softer hands, she can appreciate the hard work that he's put in.
Decisions, decisions. She'll have to see how she feels in the next ten minutes or so. ]
Yeah, I bet I can. Seems like you'd like it that way.
[ She's teasing, but not meanly, and with Vi there is absolutely a noticeable difference. And she's keeping her hands working, massaging the base of his neck and digging in her fingers nicely. Her nails are kept short, manageable, but she still rakes them slowly over his skin to help those pleasant little shivers down his spine. She'd say he's earned that by now.
Has earned, in fact, her hand coming around to tilt his head back a little as she leans closer. There's a warmth in her eyes, and maybe a little bit of hunger, but she's really just doing this to get out of the elevator. Really. ] Yeah, I'm not gonna remember that. [ Just being honest. You're probably "pretty boy" for life, Wriothesley, unless she gets more creative. ] Just call me Vi. And don't read too much into this.
[ Into what? Why, her leaning in to kiss him, of course, slow and warm as she works her lips against his. ]
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She can see it in his eyes, after all. The way those words have struck a cord, and maybe if he's going to be that good about things, she can be a little more generous than she was otherwise considering. He's not her usual type, but... those eyes, that hair, the surprising gentleness that he moves with, it's all winning him points. Plus, he's built fantastically, and while she usually likes some wider hips and softer hands, she can appreciate the hard work that he's put in.
Decisions, decisions. She'll have to see how she feels in the next ten minutes or so. ]
Yeah, I bet I can. Seems like you'd like it that way.
[ She's teasing, but not meanly, and with Vi there is absolutely a noticeable difference. And she's keeping her hands working, massaging the base of his neck and digging in her fingers nicely. Her nails are kept short, manageable, but she still rakes them slowly over his skin to help those pleasant little shivers down his spine. She'd say he's earned that by now.
Has earned, in fact, her hand coming around to tilt his head back a little as she leans closer. There's a warmth in her eyes, and maybe a little bit of hunger, but she's really just doing this to get out of the elevator. Really. ] Yeah, I'm not gonna remember that. [ Just being honest. You're probably "pretty boy" for life, Wriothesley, unless she gets more creative. ] Just call me Vi. And don't read too much into this.
[ Into what? Why, her leaning in to kiss him, of course, slow and warm as she works her lips against his. ]