[ And smart when it counts. Good boy. She ends up chuckling, her ears wiggling in delight before she lifts her hand back to his and— with an encouraging tug, she lifts it up if he lets her (she's not using her strength here)— ]
I'd rather have a creeper like you, than the kinds I usually run into. But nay, I wouldn't call you one either. Though I meant this—
[ She lifts a hand to point to her ears, which she gives him a happy wiggle with. ]
You've been staring this entire time, lad. I know I've got a nice body, but my ears are my best part! And people like touching them if they're allowed.
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I'd rather have a creeper like you, than the kinds I usually run into. But nay, I wouldn't call you one either. Though I meant this—
[ She lifts a hand to point to her ears, which she gives him a happy wiggle with. ]
You've been staring this entire time, lad. I know I've got a nice body, but my ears are my best part! And people like touching them if they're allowed.
[ See, she can be wholesome! ]
Go on. Don't be shy. I only bite where it counts.