[ Yes, well, that's basically what he's finally doing. That little bit of push from her hips, and the string from the tapestry was pulled - now it's just a matter of how quickly it falls apart.
He blinks his eyes open yet once again when she eases up, because he wasn't paying that much attention, and there's a few seconds of looking at her while he recomposes and pieces together what his subconscious heard her asking him. He doesn't think it's that obvious, but he's at a relatively steep deficit here. ] What? Do I want rel-
[ Does he? It's what he thinks he wants, he's pretty sure of it. He's been asking her to stop teasing for a while now. (Although, 'basically since the get-go'; he's not sure if that counts.) So he pauses again, then shakes his head back and forth, no longer looking at her anymore, but instead off to the side. ] No, no no. A little more, I can take it, please, whatever you want to do.
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He blinks his eyes open yet once again when she eases up, because he wasn't paying that much attention, and there's a few seconds of looking at her while he recomposes and pieces together what his subconscious heard her asking him. He doesn't think it's that obvious, but he's at a relatively steep deficit here. ] What? Do I want rel-
[ Does he? It's what he thinks he wants, he's pretty sure of it. He's been asking her to stop teasing for a while now. (Although, 'basically since the get-go'; he's not sure if that counts.) So he pauses again, then shakes his head back and forth, no longer looking at her anymore, but instead off to the side. ] No, no no. A little more, I can take it, please, whatever you want to do.