A genuine dare; he was confident that there was not a thing he wasn’t good at.
A genuine dare; he was confident that there was not a thing he wasn’t good at.
She wasn’t given a moment to respond as he already reached for a small cup, diving it below the surface and raising it up back full, only to empty it over her head; he would do so >
She wasn’t given a moment to respond as he already reached for a small cup, diving it below the surface and raising it up back full, only to empty it over her head; he would do so >
"Don’t be shy," he said, as his arms wrapped themselves around her curves to pull her against his chest.
"Don’t be shy," he said, as his arms wrapped themselves around her curves to pull her against his chest.
But let me make clear, you're MY problem until death do us part, tch!"
But let me make clear, you're MY problem until death do us part, tch!"
those very same hands he spoke of now found themselves grabbing the elezen's shoulders firmly, "let us go."
those very same hands he spoke of now found themselves grabbing the elezen's shoulders firmly, "let us go."
"What does it look like to you."
it wasn’t a question he desired an answer to. however, the smirk remained ever dormant on his face.
"What does it look like to you."
it wasn’t a question he desired an answer to. however, the smirk remained ever dormant on his face.
He said with the same smirk. However, if one didn’t know the blonde any better, it would sound almost like a threat.
…
Perhaps, in a way, it might be one?
He said with the same smirk. However, if one didn’t know the blonde any better, it would sound almost like a threat.
…
Perhaps, in a way, it might be one?
He chuckled, crossing his arms.
He chuckled, crossing his arms.
Then he let go of her garments, but he did not /let go/ of her: "Prepare the tub. I’m coming, too."
Then he let go of her garments, but he did not /let go/ of her: "Prepare the tub. I’m coming, too."
Quicker than the words left his lips, the man was tugging on her armor, wanting to undress the heroine like one would peel off a tangerine.
Quicker than the words left his lips, the man was tugging on her armor, wanting to undress the heroine like one would peel off a tangerine.
He smirked slightly, eventually ceasing with the touches.
He smirked slightly, eventually ceasing with the touches.