"Politeness suggests I ought to let you at least try the wine." It waits for them, if not wholly forgotten, atop her coffee table. She has taken care in choosing a bottle of a wine she genuinely likes and would have enjoyed sharing, but truth be told, it does not hold the same enchantment over her as Faramir does. What is says of her and the way she is drawn all that much worse to him amidst him winning her cat's heart – well, she does not want to dwell on something that feels as though it might have an earnest consequence.
Her hand now does move to his thigh, properly de-catted as it is, and she strokes him there with enough suggestiveness to make a lasting point. His kiss is met with another, and another, this time deeper, her tongue an inquisitive thing set on getting drunk on him and nothing else that night.
"Let me show you the bedroom." Is she usually in so much a rush? With Robert she certainly would be, she would want it over with quick. This is different, though. This feels a bit as if she simply does not have enough time, or as if he might come to his senses if she does not strike lighting fast.
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Date: 2022-02-13 07:31 pm (UTC)Her hand now does move to his thigh, properly de-catted as it is, and she strokes him there with enough suggestiveness to make a lasting point. His kiss is met with another, and another, this time deeper, her tongue an inquisitive thing set on getting drunk on him and nothing else that night.
"Let me show you the bedroom." Is she usually in so much a rush? With Robert she certainly would be, she would want it over with quick. This is different, though. This feels a bit as if she simply does not have enough time, or as if he might come to his senses if she does not strike lighting fast.