[ he doesn't shiver, but his hand flexes at her spine, enough for dani to notice - and that's enough to send a thrill through her, something deeply feminine and powerful and knowing that she has an effect on him, no matter how prim and proper he tries to be. ]
Yeah, I know.
[ for a moment, she thinks of pouting, about telling him to live a little. he should, is the thing - but dani doesn't actually love exerting peer pressure, despite the fact that she's good at it. so she doesn't.
she's glad for that choice when, a moment later, his body turns toward hers, the lines of his shoulders and his features softening. she rewards him with a smile, dancing her fingertips up his chest. ]
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Yeah, I know.
[ for a moment, she thinks of pouting, about telling him to live a little. he should, is the thing - but dani doesn't actually love exerting peer pressure, despite the fact that she's good at it. so she doesn't.
she's glad for that choice when, a moment later, his body turns toward hers, the lines of his shoulders and his features softening. she rewards him with a smile, dancing her fingertips up his chest. ]
Dance off. Why?