Oh hell no. [ She grins up at him, letting him smooth her wild hair out of her face, feeling disproportionately proud of herself for calming him down so easily when he was clearly working himself up into a good lather that would have him castigating himself all the way back to his own room. If only she was that good at diffusing sticky situations in other arenas of her life.
She has a feeling pressing herself topless up against whoever is spiraling in front of her won't work in most situations, though.
She grins at him, the eyeliner and mascara she hadn't managed to wipe off last night smudged around her eyes, and goes so far as to wink, tucking her fingers into his back pockets since he hasn't made her let go of his ass yet. ] I love corrupting the innocent.
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She has a feeling pressing herself topless up against whoever is spiraling in front of her won't work in most situations, though.
She grins at him, the eyeliner and mascara she hadn't managed to wipe off last night smudged around her eyes, and goes so far as to wink, tucking her fingers into his back pockets since he hasn't made her let go of his ass yet. ] I love corrupting the innocent.