[ She climbs up to kneel on the bed over him, hands sliding up his chest and shoulders until they're at the sides of his neck. His skin is warm under her palms, and she leans into him. ] Mm, I usually make men take me out for the real fancy stuff. I'm already treatin' you special.
[ Which is not to say that she minds -- if anything, she just usually doesn't consider it, given that half the time, he nearly tears her clothes off anyway. And, unfortunately, Abraxas is still at least half a century from from what she would consider worthy lingerie, so her real collection is currently fairly minimal.
She dips her head to kiss him, fingers running through his hair. ]
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[ Which is not to say that she minds -- if anything, she just usually doesn't consider it, given that half the time, he nearly tears her clothes off anyway. And, unfortunately, Abraxas is still at least half a century from from what she would consider worthy lingerie, so her real collection is currently fairly minimal.
She dips her head to kiss him, fingers running through his hair. ]
When's your birthday?