( shock is apparent enough to see on her face, mouth a little parted at hyunsu — or more specifically, hyunsu's monster — and his easy acquiesce to her. abruptly, she shuts it, with an audible click. it's better not to show that she's entirely out of her element here, because flashing weakness would be the same as offering your little lamb throat to the guy with the axe. eunyu takes a deep breath. decides to fake it. hyunsu will chicken out eventually.
stepping back into him, two fingers prop up under his chin, forcing his gaze upwards. she's close enough he could rest his cheek on her hipbone, if she let him. )
Prove it. ( the same issued challenge she gave him before — if he wants to be soft, if he wants to be good, he has some ground to make up. moving, she presses her foot on the front of his thigh, tapping the toe against him. ) Take my shoes off.
( gym shoes, more easy to run it. beneath: the long cotton of her stocking socks, reaching up past her knee. )
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stepping back into him, two fingers prop up under his chin, forcing his gaze upwards. she's close enough he could rest his cheek on her hipbone, if she let him. )
Prove it. ( the same issued challenge she gave him before — if he wants to be soft, if he wants to be good, he has some ground to make up. moving, she presses her foot on the front of his thigh, tapping the toe against him. ) Take my shoes off.
( gym shoes, more easy to run it. beneath: the long cotton of her stocking socks, reaching up past her knee. )