[ As she leans against him, he can feel the outline of her body - the pressure of her bosom against him. And the sensation of her fingers on his skin...
He blushes, involuntarily. ]
It didn't suit. Not then.
[ Her lips, her body... It would be easy, so easy... ]
But...
A lady must keep up with fashion, and try on new looks.
[ With obvious reluctance, he steps back, away from her. ]
I'm a good little Grell now.
[ For his own bizarre definition of "good," anyway! ]
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He blushes, involuntarily. ]
It didn't suit. Not then.
[ Her lips, her body... It would be easy, so easy... ]
But...
A lady must keep up with fashion, and try on new looks.
[ With obvious reluctance, he steps back, away from her. ]
I'm a good little Grell now.
[ For his own bizarre definition of "good," anyway! ]