[If he's not careful, he's going to make her cry but it would be a good cry. She buries her face in his neck, quiet and still for a second before she presses her lips against his skin.] You are the sweetest man.
[And then to break the ice, she leans back, smiling at him. No those aren't tears in her eyes.]
But if you don't help me get your pants off, I'm going to get cranky.
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[And then to break the ice, she leans back, smiling at him. No those aren't tears in her eyes.]
But if you don't help me get your pants off, I'm going to get cranky.