[Her own breath mingles with his as her fingers comb through his hair, scraping blunt nails against his skin. She leans back, just enough to properly meet his eyes and give him a small smile.]
If something's too much for me, I'll say so. Are you having fun?
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[Her own breath mingles with his as her fingers comb through his hair, scraping blunt nails against his skin. She leans back, just enough to properly meet his eyes and give him a small smile.]
If something's too much for me, I'll say so. Are you having fun?