[ a hot rush of satisfaction washes over her when his eyes dart down and his breath catches. if she were anyone else, she wouldn't have noticed the quiet intake. or how his pupils have widened, starting to eclipse the blue-grey-green of his eyes.
the lower pitch of his voice drags along her spine, near as effective as his bare hands. she feels pinned by his gaze and her composure breaks fractionally as she shifts in her seat, feeling a heated throb between her legs. it's all too easy to remember the last time she'd sat astride his hips, a small hand on his chest to hold him in place as she rocked her weight against him. part of her wishes to shove social etiquette aside and settle into his lap here and now, especially as he settles into his chair some more, his long legs sprawling to bracket hers under the table.
his comment about the carriage brings her back from the memory and observation and she laughs, curls spilling over her shoulder when her head tilts back. ]
Aww, poor Vi, too cooped up. I'll make sure you get plenty of opportunity to stretch your legs.
[ and for exercise, obviously.
thoroughly amused and still a bit flushed, she presses her luck just a bit; her bare ankle brushes against the hem of his trousers, keeping the fabric between their skin for now. it's a tease all the same. ]
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the lower pitch of his voice drags along her spine, near as effective as his bare hands. she feels pinned by his gaze and her composure breaks fractionally as she shifts in her seat, feeling a heated throb between her legs. it's all too easy to remember the last time she'd sat astride his hips, a small hand on his chest to hold him in place as she rocked her weight against him. part of her wishes to shove social etiquette aside and settle into his lap here and now, especially as he settles into his chair some more, his long legs sprawling to bracket hers under the table.
his comment about the carriage brings her back from the memory and observation and she laughs, curls spilling over her shoulder when her head tilts back. ]
Aww, poor Vi, too cooped up. I'll make sure you get plenty of opportunity to stretch your legs.
[ and for exercise, obviously.
thoroughly amused and still a bit flushed, she presses her luck just a bit; her bare ankle brushes against the hem of his trousers, keeping the fabric between their skin for now. it's a tease all the same. ]