[It was said with heavy emphasis on the sarcasm, her finger still circling his nipple before she leaned in, ghosting a kiss over his lips.]
Not well enough not to overestimate a lot of things, though.
[She didn't do what he thought she was going to do. No nipple tweaking. No pinching. No hitting or twisting or anything. Just that light touch of her lips to his before she stepped back. She grabbed her beer and turned to go.]
Seems my aimless self wants to go that way. Have fun, Broccoli. Fight the good fight, oo-rah or whatever.
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[It was said with heavy emphasis on the sarcasm, her finger still circling his nipple before she leaned in, ghosting a kiss over his lips.]
Not well enough not to overestimate a lot of things, though.
[She didn't do what he thought she was going to do. No nipple tweaking. No pinching. No hitting or twisting or anything. Just that light touch of her lips to his before she stepped back. She grabbed her beer and turned to go.]
Seems my aimless self wants to go that way. Have fun, Broccoli. Fight the good fight, oo-rah or whatever.