[ He can't stand it. He really can't stand it. If she's here with him, that means she's his right now. Not something - someone - else's. He wants, no deserves, undivided attention. Even if it is only split between him and a coffee cup. And maybe she can multitask, but he often can't because it's his nature to focus so intently on a task. If his attention is solely on her, he deserves to have the same returned.
He leans into her - brushes his lips against hers in a tease again. He feels his ears and cheeks get warm and curses internally. He should be able to deal with her when she is like this, shouldn't he?
It's not like this is the first time they've played. ]
I ask only to be given the same courtesy that I grant to you.
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He leans into her - brushes his lips against hers in a tease again. He feels his ears and cheeks get warm and curses internally. He should be able to deal with her when she is like this, shouldn't he?
It's not like this is the first time they've played. ]
I ask only to be given the same courtesy that I grant to you.
[ His eyes flicker a little dangerously. ]
Is that so difficult?