[as always, she shivers at the sound of her name. she noses closer.]
... I wouldn't mind the poetry. [she says, with a huffy little laugh. the lingering kiss has her sighing out slow, eyes closed.] But I won't say no to being laid out, either.
[she can't promise she won't starfish because she's exhausted, but listen.]
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... I wouldn't mind the poetry. [she says, with a huffy little laugh. the lingering kiss has her sighing out slow, eyes closed.] But I won't say no to being laid out, either.
[she can't promise she won't starfish because she's exhausted, but listen.]