[It's a groan both mortified and turned on all at once, with the latter only adding to the former (because how hideous, that she gets off on this; how utterly humiliating, she hates it as much as she loves it, and it's all she can do not to shift around again). She tips her head forward, bumping their foreheads together, her eyes closing for a moment as she ignores how red her face has gone.]
You're ridiculous.
[Not that she minds. One leg crosses tightly over the other. That's a movement purely for herself, though she'd be lying if she said she wasn't aware of how it made her skirt slide up her thigh a bit. Rosalind tips her head back, glancing down at him with a little smile.]
And I think I'll let you decide by the end of our drink which I'll be for the evening. But for now . . .
[She glances around them once more, but really, no one is looking at them. For all anyone knows, they're nothing more than a couple, happy and tame, a girl sitting in her man's lap as he whispers in her ear. There's absolutely nothing scandalous about them, and there's such a relief to that anonymity.
She settles back against him, relaxing for the first time tonight.]
It'd be rather petty of me not to at least finish this off. If you want to entertain me while I do, I'd be pleased.
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Date: 2018-03-13 05:52 am (UTC)[It's a groan both mortified and turned on all at once, with the latter only adding to the former (because how hideous, that she gets off on this; how utterly humiliating, she hates it as much as she loves it, and it's all she can do not to shift around again). She tips her head forward, bumping their foreheads together, her eyes closing for a moment as she ignores how red her face has gone.]
You're ridiculous.
[Not that she minds. One leg crosses tightly over the other. That's a movement purely for herself, though she'd be lying if she said she wasn't aware of how it made her skirt slide up her thigh a bit. Rosalind tips her head back, glancing down at him with a little smile.]
And I think I'll let you decide by the end of our drink which I'll be for the evening. But for now . . .
[She glances around them once more, but really, no one is looking at them. For all anyone knows, they're nothing more than a couple, happy and tame, a girl sitting in her man's lap as he whispers in her ear. There's absolutely nothing scandalous about them, and there's such a relief to that anonymity.
She settles back against him, relaxing for the first time tonight.]
It'd be rather petty of me not to at least finish this off. If you want to entertain me while I do, I'd be pleased.
And I'm fairly certain you want to please me.