[She blinks almost comically a moment, lips pursed as she reflects on her utter failing in the arena of words, made quite the little fool, and quite sure he may be attempting to get her to actually put such a shameful thing into words.
Odinson... she will not be falling for that one, no. No, no.
Instead, Hayame summons up the courage to reach for him, to tangle her fingers in his hair, and to pull none too gently, attempting to capture a kiss. If she was going to remain here, in this bed... it wouldn't be embarrassing herself by attempting words in the wake of what she had done. ... They had done.
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Oh, I see. [His finger rubs back and forth at her hip.] What would you like to do instead?
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Odinson... she will not be falling for that one, no. No, no.
Instead, Hayame summons up the courage to reach for him, to tangle her fingers in his hair, and to pull none too gently, attempting to capture a kiss. If she was going to remain here, in this bed... it wouldn't be embarrassing herself by attempting words in the wake of what she had done. ... They had done.
How was that for strategy?]
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He'll get her to say it one day, but for now this will do nicely.]