[He's tall, which is moderately annoying if only because she can't quite pull her little trick of cozying up all close and then whispering against his lips just to watch him squirm. Instead, she settles for letting him pull her into him, her body pressed against his.]
Well, aren't I special?
[Said with the tone of, yes, of course she is. Maybe it's true or maybe it isn't, but she wants to bask in the thought of being his favorite. He doesn't have to fuck her, after all. He's exempt from the rules—which means this might not even count toward said rules, she realizes, but that's not precisely why she's here, anyway. This is good, clean fun.
One hand reaches to tug at his collar, pulling him down into a kiss.]
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[He's tall, which is moderately annoying if only because she can't quite pull her little trick of cozying up all close and then whispering against his lips just to watch him squirm. Instead, she settles for letting him pull her into him, her body pressed against his.]
Well, aren't I special?
[Said with the tone of, yes, of course she is. Maybe it's true or maybe it isn't, but she wants to bask in the thought of being his favorite. He doesn't have to fuck her, after all. He's exempt from the rules—which means this might not even count toward said rules, she realizes, but that's not precisely why she's here, anyway. This is good, clean fun.
One hand reaches to tug at his collar, pulling him down into a kiss.]