[ Her hair does, in fact, thwap lightly across his face as she turns her head. The smell of her shampoo fills his hair for a moment, and he just breathes it in. Breathes her in. Like he needs any more reason to want her. ]
Aw, why, do you think of yourself as a naughty maid? Misbehaving for your master?
[ Ah, but then she makes things so easy on him. Sets a challenge, whether she means to or not, and his grin widens, and his grip tightens on her waist, pulling her back a little more towards the solid wall of his body. She's stronger than she looks, tougher than she looks, but she's small enough that he can move her easily, and they both know it. ]
You don't think I'm creative, kitten? [ he rumbles on a teasing voice, and he moves in to brush his lips against her ear again. ] Because I bet I can find some fun uses for a cute maid like you.
[ She does have that bucket, too. Full of all sorts of things. And knowing this place, they're anything but cleaning supplies. ]
What's in your little bag of tricks, then? Be honest with me.
[How bothersome. The warm puff of his breath against the shell of her ear hits first as a warning before his lips press to the soft cartilage. The sensation makes her body shiver involuntarily. Something he'll probably feel as he continues to hold her in his hands — as he holds her against his body.]
I haven't bothered to inspect my supplies.
[Mostly the truth. She knows that one spray is a massage oil and not a cleaning supply, but after finding that out she didn't care to inspect the rest. Rin lifts her hand holding out the bucket as its crescent shaped handle is hooked on her index and middle fingers.]
You're welcome to rummage in there on you own, though.
[He'd have to let her go. Even so, she knows it would only be a temporary respite. Should he call her to complete a task she really can't refuse.]
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Breathes her in. Like he needs any more reason to want her. ]
Aw, why, do you think of yourself as a naughty maid? Misbehaving for your master?
[ Ah, but then she makes things so easy on him. Sets a challenge, whether she means to or not, and his grin widens, and his grip tightens on her waist, pulling her back a little more towards the solid wall of his body. She's stronger than she looks, tougher than she looks, but she's small enough that he can move her easily, and they both know it. ]
You don't think I'm creative, kitten? [ he rumbles on a teasing voice, and he moves in to brush his lips against her ear again. ] Because I bet I can find some fun uses for a cute maid like you.
[ She does have that bucket, too. Full of all sorts of things. And knowing this place, they're anything but cleaning supplies. ]
What's in your little bag of tricks, then? Be honest with me.
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I haven't bothered to inspect my supplies.
[Mostly the truth. She knows that one spray is a massage oil and not a cleaning supply, but after finding that out she didn't care to inspect the rest. Rin lifts her hand holding out the bucket as its crescent shaped handle is hooked on her index and middle fingers.]
You're welcome to rummage in there on you own, though.
[He'd have to let her go. Even so, she knows it would only be a temporary respite. Should he call her to complete a task she really can't refuse.]