Yes. [ Yseult doesn't hesitate to accuse in kind, but also doesn't hesitate to shift a little further down the couch, angling back against the arm to make it easier for Darras to continue. The neck of her shirt is no obstacle, loose and stretched from years of washings, the sort of worn-soft thing she only puts on when the day is done and the door shut to visitors. ]
You are a pirate, after all. [ She runs fingers up the back of his neck, nails pricking at hairline before making a u-turn to slide down the back of his sweater. ] Not exactly known for fair play.
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Date: 2021-04-08 12:41 am (UTC)You are a pirate, after all. [ She runs fingers up the back of his neck, nails pricking at hairline before making a u-turn to slide down the back of his sweater. ] Not exactly known for fair play.