[ A hum, sliding her fingers against into his hair with as little prompting as that, and her fingers are cooler. Light, if not quite as soft as they should be. But for his question, she reacts at odds to that steadiness, her nose turning up, turning away even as her hand doesn't even slightly detangle - a half bitten of protest that she isn't.
Except he had rather obvious proof that she couldn't make it half of what he did without ending up a giggling mess of too bold intentions - and even quicker to picks fights. ]
I used to watch them see who could down whole bottles of wine faster, if that serves as a measure?
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Except he had rather obvious proof that she couldn't make it half of what he did without ending up a giggling mess of too bold intentions - and even quicker to picks fights. ]
I used to watch them see who could down whole bottles of wine faster, if that serves as a measure?