[ Blame? No. Doesn't mean that this game won't quickly get away from him if he's not careful, though. His gaze finally flickers upwards once she settles on him, the ease with which they can continue slightly overshadowed by what she's noticing. Weight for weight, they're now very close. Clearing his throat, he glances aside again, a little rattled by it. ]
A little bit. [ His thumbs tap against her hips in thought. ] You can change your mind, if you want. I don't — that is, I don't mind this.
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A little bit. [ His thumbs tap against her hips in thought. ] You can change your mind, if you want. I don't — that is, I don't mind this.