[ With how soft and innocuous the encounter has been so far, Lighter genuinely forgot that she's nearly his height. It's an oversight quickly rectified when he helps to steady her in his lap and finds himself suddenly rewarded by —
Getting his sunglasses knocked askew by a facefull of cleavage? Back going pin straight as if spooked, his fingers twitch woodenly on her waist, face flaring hot. ]
No problem. [ A muffled grunt. ] T-Take your time...
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Getting his sunglasses knocked askew by a facefull of cleavage? Back going pin straight as if spooked, his fingers twitch woodenly on her waist, face flaring hot. ]
No problem. [ A muffled grunt. ] T-Take your time...