[ she pretends to think about it, and in doing so, comes up with a coy goading.
in the meantime, while he's finding ways around giving her what she's obviously asking for, she smooths her hand down the front of his shirt. it's new. well, new to him. old to some dead adamant passenger. but it's not his kefta, and that's startling. ]
Something you've already given me that never gets old.
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in the meantime, while he's finding ways around giving her what she's obviously asking for, she smooths her hand down the front of his shirt. it's new. well, new to him. old to some dead adamant passenger. but it's not his kefta, and that's startling. ]
Something you've already given me that never gets old.