[Her hands travel downward, one gently cupping his face––big blue eyes peering into the subject of her attention. Her other hand presses gently against his chest now.]
You're warm. [Even with the muted, artificial nerves, she can tell.]
But you're probably feeling the opposite...[And one of her legs nudges his, with dubious intent.]
So...[Her words disappear into a long, slow exhale of hot breath...]
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be careful what you wish for][Her hands travel downward, one gently cupping his face––big blue eyes peering into the subject of her attention. Her other hand presses gently against his chest now.]
You're warm. [Even with the muted, artificial nerves, she can tell.]
But you're probably feeling the opposite...[And one of her legs nudges his, with dubious intent.]
So...[Her words disappear into a long, slow exhale of hot breath...]