[Just shove him around... She tsks under her breath, mostly to herself, and mostly just to try and prevent herself from saying something that might embarrass herself. Because she is... preparing to go to bed with a man who has claimed to love her, and she may have managed things in the depths of heat but that...
That was an entirely different thing. Watching someone intentionally undress, intentionally doing it herself... The flush comes back to her skin, even more obvious when she shrugs out of her outer robe and folds it, laying it to the side and leaving only the thin black layer and her bindings, which she reaches into her clothing to loosen slightly for comfort.]
I am not going to shove you...
[Is what she finally goes with, beginning to shift over to one side of the mattress with a few awkward kicks.
She does not mean to, but. She does peek over at him as he undresses.]
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That was an entirely different thing. Watching someone intentionally undress, intentionally doing it herself... The flush comes back to her skin, even more obvious when she shrugs out of her outer robe and folds it, laying it to the side and leaving only the thin black layer and her bindings, which she reaches into her clothing to loosen slightly for comfort.]
I am not going to shove you...
[Is what she finally goes with, beginning to shift over to one side of the mattress with a few awkward kicks.
She does not mean to, but. She does peek over at him as he undresses.]