Oh, her wording leaves her open to SUCH mischief... & he gladly takes advantage.
She never said for him to simply sit or lean down, the obvious & easy answer of course. Instead, reaches down, wrapping a sturdy, wide arm around the back of her thighs.
Hoisting her up with ease as if she weighed--
She never said for him to simply sit or lean down, the obvious & easy answer of course. Instead, reaches down, wrapping a sturdy, wide arm around the back of her thighs.
Hoisting her up with ease as if she weighed--
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Raising a brow as if asking if this was better.
To keep her balance, she doesn't choose anything graceful or kind. A hand fisting into his hair and gripping it tight -
"Bastard-!"
Before she can stop the instinct, the brush in her hand curves around and whaps viciously up against his ear. The smack is a little satisfying, even if she doubts it harmed him.