Her free hand in return, curls into the fabric of his coat, pulls until some of that flushed skin is laid there before her eyes, stark white snow dripping beneath his collar.
"I don't need to dare. I can see right through you, soldier boy."
Its as obvious as the stringy hair on his head, the slip of mission or not, keywords or not. At least he's a good matter of muscle, in case this person who is clearly watching too much and has very few hobbies, decides to look a little too closely.
"Woof woof, Mr. Wolf," Gaby murmurs as she leans in to bite hard at his bottom lip, pushing the full brunt of her weight into him.
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23/9/15 08:16 (UTC)"I don't need to dare. I can see right through you, soldier boy."
Its as obvious as the stringy hair on his head, the slip of mission or not, keywords or not. At least he's a good matter of muscle, in case this person who is clearly watching too much and has very few hobbies, decides to look a little too closely.
"Woof woof, Mr. Wolf," Gaby murmurs as she leans in to bite hard at his bottom lip, pushing the full brunt of her weight into him.