Sweetheart, I don't wear miniskirts. ( that's cute that he even thinks that's a thing that would happen. a good pencil skirt is the closest she's ever gotten, and above the knee was about as short as she got. she's a lady, kinda, even though she wears skin-tight dresses and does her damnedest to convince her company to rip her clothing off of her. ) We'll have to agree to disagree on the music, too, but I admit I am fond of modernity. Less constricting on the roles of women, and it only took what, a hundred years?
( poor suffragettes, worked so hard for an equality that still hasn't been realized. still, that's a political conversation and politics are far from on her mind tonight. she abandons the tasting spoon as he moves closer, tilting her head slightly to look him in the eye. oh, right, he'd been on about a massage, hadn't he? )
This isn't a nude massage, is it? ( she inquired, managing a smirk that implied she'd probably take her clothes off if he indicated it was, but good luck getting to dinner if she's naked, Solo. she'll have you before you finish even half of the rubdown, she can tell just by the way he's watching her, and she's always enthralled when she has someone caught in her web. ) Massage first, I suppose. I do cary a lot of tension here. ( she rubs the line of her neck, though her fingers run the gambit and trail down her throat and the impressive swell of her cleavage as he watches. )
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( poor suffragettes, worked so hard for an equality that still hasn't been realized. still, that's a political conversation and politics are far from on her mind tonight. she abandons the tasting spoon as he moves closer, tilting her head slightly to look him in the eye. oh, right, he'd been on about a massage, hadn't he? )
This isn't a nude massage, is it? ( she inquired, managing a smirk that implied she'd probably take her clothes off if he indicated it was, but good luck getting to dinner if she's naked, Solo. she'll have you before you finish even half of the rubdown, she can tell just by the way he's watching her, and she's always enthralled when she has someone caught in her web. ) Massage first, I suppose. I do cary a lot of tension here. ( she rubs the line of her neck, though her fingers run the gambit and trail down her throat and the impressive swell of her cleavage as he watches. )