[She says it quietly, taking in the endearing sight of him clutching gently at his lower lip. She normally does that, doesn't she? It's quite an occasion for him to do the same. He looks... almost boyishly cute when he does such things. She wonders if she can make him do such things more.
She'll just have to try later on, won't she.
His plea, pointed as it is, is like music to her ears. For some moments, she leaves her eyes on his, the careful, firm rub of her touch against his trousers, and eventually her touch scales back up to begin plucking at the front that keeps him bound.]
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[She says it quietly, taking in the endearing sight of him clutching gently at his lower lip. She normally does that, doesn't she? It's quite an occasion for him to do the same. He looks... almost boyishly cute when he does such things. She wonders if she can make him do such things more.
She'll just have to try later on, won't she.
His plea, pointed as it is, is like music to her ears. For some moments, she leaves her eyes on his, the careful, firm rub of her touch against his trousers, and eventually her touch scales back up to begin plucking at the front that keeps him bound.]
I love it when you look like that, Balthier.