Oh, frightfully indeed. [ He's swift to agree in mock seriousness. ] All her underlings spend every day quaking in terror. She's quite the tyrant. A single look from her and they are likely to fall whimpering at her feet.
And thank the Maker for that; I've heard she doesn't take well to whimpering or groveling.
[ So be it. Swiftly and with more fervor than before, she leans in to capture his mouth in hers, the first of many. The kiss is slow, perhaps painfully slow, but deep. Not at all sloppy. She stretches her arm out along his, tracing idle lines along his skin, across his palm.
There will be time for more of their flirting in between, when she gives him a break. ]
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I, however, happen to be very bad at grovelling.
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[ So be it. Swiftly and with more fervor than before, she leans in to capture his mouth in hers, the first of many. The kiss is slow, perhaps painfully slow, but deep. Not at all sloppy. She stretches her arm out along his, tracing idle lines along his skin, across his palm.
There will be time for more of their flirting in between, when she gives him a break. ]