"Sly fucker that you are," she teased, "I won't be tricked into underestimating your capabilities." A trick of tone made it invitation and innuendo.
He snapped, she hissed, and tried to smother her throaty laughter against his chest and neck, where it sounded more like some large beast's rumble of contentment and vibrated down through his bones. He'd pulled her half-into his lap, and she twisted in her seat to better face him than the coldly floating images on the screen, slithering the rest of the way like a possessive cat, leaning into his hand with palpable pressure. The tapetum lucidum glinted behind her eyes.
Alyosha reprimanded him by pricking his throat with the points of her teeth, not even enough to film the white of them with blood, laughter subsided enough to say, "Out of practice; was it ever something you needed practice for?" She flicked her tongue like a lash and tsked dramatically.
"Of course I was serious." But now she was regretting having not spun a more colourful story at his expense.
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He snapped, she hissed, and tried to smother her throaty laughter against his chest and neck, where it sounded more like some large beast's rumble of contentment and vibrated down through his bones. He'd pulled her half-into his lap, and she twisted in her seat to better face him than the coldly floating images on the screen, slithering the rest of the way like a possessive cat, leaning into his hand with palpable pressure. The tapetum lucidum glinted behind her eyes.
Alyosha reprimanded him by pricking his throat with the points of her teeth, not even enough to film the white of them with blood, laughter subsided enough to say, "Out of practice; was it ever something you needed practice for?" She flicked her tongue like a lash and tsked dramatically.
"Of course I was serious." But now she was regretting having not spun a more colourful story at his expense.