[Of course she does. She's always hung up on his hands, on the way that he touches her. He bares his so easily, while she hides hers beneath her leather gloves; he explores his world with his fingers while she always maintains a barrier around hers. So of course she notices them. Of course she remembers the feeling of his skin on hers. Of course she's memorized what it feels like when he runs his fingertips over her collarbones, when he dips them into the hollow at the base of her throat.
She's going to need to sit down. Find a quiet corner and curl in on herself. He's affecting her too much, just like this, and she wants to savor it while she's got it.]
You like it when I blush, don't you? It makes you feel like you've won something.
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[Of course she does. She's always hung up on his hands, on the way that he touches her. He bares his so easily, while she hides hers beneath her leather gloves; he explores his world with his fingers while she always maintains a barrier around hers. So of course she notices them. Of course she remembers the feeling of his skin on hers. Of course she's memorized what it feels like when he runs his fingertips over her collarbones, when he dips them into the hollow at the base of her throat.
She's going to need to sit down. Find a quiet corner and curl in on herself. He's affecting her too much, just like this, and she wants to savor it while she's got it.]
You like it when I blush, don't you? It makes you feel like you've won something.