Perhaps. But I think I could get ye in my lap in Olympia as well.
[ Might take a bit longer. More dedication and perhaps an entirely different approach. But right now the absolute last thing that Jamie wants is for Rosalind to climb off his lap. There's a pressure now that seems to be building. He can feel her. Everywhere. He wants nothing more than to wrap those legs around him entirely. To see what other sounds he could get her to make. Because the way she says his name is almost hypnotic for the Scot.
His head tilts as she insists he's skating on thin ice. Rosalind is a powerful woman. If she didn't want something she'd have no problem telling Jamie that. It's the only reason he's carried on like this. Knowing that he's not truly pushing beyond any limits. One hand rests on her thigh and the other on her hip. His brow raises when she goes about cleaning the alcohol from her fingers. His breathing a bit rougher as he watches. ]
Wouldnae dream of it. [ He lets out a sigh. ] Though it's good t' see that ye use yer mouth for other things than bossing me about.
[ He looks down as a bead of moisture rolls down his thumb. The sloshed drink splashed onto him. He lifts his good hand with his thumb extended. ]
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[ Might take a bit longer. More dedication and perhaps an entirely different approach. But right now the absolute last thing that Jamie wants is for Rosalind to climb off his lap. There's a pressure now that seems to be building. He can feel her. Everywhere. He wants nothing more than to wrap those legs around him entirely. To see what other sounds he could get her to make. Because the way she says his name is almost hypnotic for the Scot.
His head tilts as she insists he's skating on thin ice. Rosalind is a powerful woman. If she didn't want something she'd have no problem telling Jamie that. It's the only reason he's carried on like this. Knowing that he's not truly pushing beyond any limits. One hand rests on her thigh and the other on her hip. His brow raises when she goes about cleaning the alcohol from her fingers. His breathing a bit rougher as he watches. ]
Wouldnae dream of it. [ He lets out a sigh. ] Though it's good t' see that ye use yer mouth for other things than bossing me about.
[ He looks down as a bead of moisture rolls down his thumb. The sloshed drink splashed onto him. He lifts his good hand with his thumb extended. ]
Seems ye got me as well. Do ye mind?
[ He could use with a bit of cleaning. ]