[ Her sensitive ears pick up that tiny, disgruntled squawk from Zeymahd. He'll find her in the kitchen, inconspicuously sipping tea as she leans against part of the counter top. She sets down the little cup soon as he enters the room and smiles slyly as he winds his arm around her, when their lips meet.
He pulls away and she can't help but give a laugh at that feigned innocence. Of course she knows him much better than that. His mind has likely supplied ideas and then some for what his so-called 'prize' is.
Coincidentally, so has hers. ]
Hmmm, [ she hums, like she actually has to think about it. She'll wiggle to give a little space between them then hoist herself up easily so that she's sitting now on the counter. It puts them at almost the same height and she straddles his waist with her legs now. ] How about a prize we can both enjoy?
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He pulls away and she can't help but give a laugh at that feigned innocence. Of course she knows him much better than that. His mind has likely supplied ideas and then some for what his so-called 'prize' is.
Coincidentally, so has hers. ]
Hmmm, [ she hums, like she actually has to think about it. She'll wiggle to give a little space between them then hoist herself up easily so that she's sitting now on the counter. It puts them at almost the same height and she straddles his waist with her legs now. ] How about a prize we can both enjoy?