She doesn't giggle, exactly, but she can't help the way she's so overly pleased with his mouth on her, squirming and moving into his touch so that she can lean in for longer kisses. She does force herself to ease back, if only for a moment, because there's something she needs to do.
Reaching for the chain around her neck, she reaches for his palm and presses the ring and chain back into it. "These are yours again," she murmurs. "Because now that it's not an act, you need them." Maybe, if things go well, she'll get them back someday.
It doesn't feel right pretending to be a wife of his family member, though, not when she's about to let him sleep with her (not that he knows it, yet).
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Date: 2019-02-12 05:05 pm (UTC)Reaching for the chain around her neck, she reaches for his palm and presses the ring and chain back into it. "These are yours again," she murmurs. "Because now that it's not an act, you need them." Maybe, if things go well, she'll get them back someday.
It doesn't feel right pretending to be a wife of his family member, though, not when she's about to let him sleep with her (not that he knows it, yet).