[ sometimes he could see it in her face, the way she responds to his comments without actually responding, not in any sort of expression that's obvious, but he underestimates her privilege of power in the current situation as she gives his hair that tug that draws him back without him prepared to counter it — not that he's sure he would have even if he'd been anticipating the move.
a slightly breathless chuckle escapes low in his throat, a subconscious swipe of his tongue brushing across his lip. ]
no subject
a slightly breathless chuckle escapes low in his throat, a subconscious swipe of his tongue brushing across his lip. ]
Yeah, you seem plenty gentle. I'd hardly worry.