"I will admit I am quite fond of this shape of yours also," he says, bringing his hand up to meet hers and weaving their fingers loosely together. "But for reasons other than being fearful of breaking you."
Now his smirk is a little wicked, playful.
He plucks a blackberry from one of the tarts, it is softened by the baking process but still 'solid' enough to pull free, and pops it into his mouth. A soft sound of pleasure follows from his lungs.
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Date: 2024-07-11 03:15 am (UTC)Now his smirk is a little wicked, playful.
He plucks a blackberry from one of the tarts, it is softened by the baking process but still 'solid' enough to pull free, and pops it into his mouth. A soft sound of pleasure follows from his lungs.
"Perhaps even better than the ones before."