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[ She lets him swat at her, taking her little punishment in stride and offering a wry little smirk in response. Maybe it's her way of easing them off a path that would lead to a dark, depressing place before either of them is properly drunk enough to deal with it. Then again, maybe the woman is just a bastard, and she can only hold back her natural urge to torment another person for so long before it practically becomes compulsion. Either way, she doesn't look especially apologetic.

Dryly, with her face still casually resting in her hand: ]

Yeah? [ He gets a pointed look. ] You know how I am with that shit. Probably consider it foreplay.