A smile tugs at her lips at his words. Beneath her fingers, the pace of her heart picks up, which is the inevitable result of anytime that she looks at Arthur. Or speaks to him. Most especially when they're in bed together, a thought that has her smirking now as she turns around completely to face him.]
Don't say it like that. You know you will, and griping about it isn't going to change that. Besides, I like the adventure. [The yawn is infectious, and she stretches her arms above her head as she yawns as well. Her back arches, his shirt sliding up higher over her thighs for a split second.
And then she's walking back over to him. All this space is really too much.] Would you rather be naked? Because I could get behind saving a naked damsel. [Her fingers thread through his hair, messing it up even more. What a cutie.]
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A smile tugs at her lips at his words. Beneath her fingers, the pace of her heart picks up, which is the inevitable result of anytime that she looks at Arthur. Or speaks to him. Most especially when they're in bed together, a thought that has her smirking now as she turns around completely to face him.]
Don't say it like that. You know you will, and griping about it isn't going to change that. Besides, I like the adventure. [The yawn is infectious, and she stretches her arms above her head as she yawns as well. Her back arches, his shirt sliding up higher over her thighs for a split second.
And then she's walking back over to him. All this space is really too much.] Would you rather be naked? Because I could get behind saving a naked damsel. [Her fingers thread through his hair, messing it up even more. What a cutie.]