[ Teasing, he lets himself get pulled by the shirt and drops himself down atop the dhampir, knee pressing into the cushion of the couch. A grin on his face, he lets the tips of his fingers roam over the front of this... contraption... clothing. ]
Where'd you get this anyway? You sure as hell weren't sleeping in it.
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[ Teasing, he lets himself get pulled by the shirt and drops himself down atop the dhampir, knee pressing into the cushion of the couch. A grin on his face, he lets the tips of his fingers roam over the front of this... contraption... clothing. ]
Where'd you get this anyway? You sure as hell weren't sleeping in it.