[ With the plate set aside, she leans back with a flick of her hair then and it's not comfortable so much as it's purposeful in the dim light of Parker's apartment. Bracing her arms behind her, to push her chest up just so. One leg crossing in front of the other in a way that's too slow to be anything but deliberate. Bares the garter belt holding her stockings up with the movement, the bit of skin above that where the barely bit of skirt bunches at the top of her thighs.
All preening, demanding, expecting. ]
No. [ the red smear of lipstick at the corner of her mouth, and shiver of cold on her skin that wants to be warmed away. ] Just you.
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All preening, demanding, expecting. ]
No. [ the red smear of lipstick at the corner of her mouth, and shiver of cold on her skin that wants to be warmed away. ] Just you.