I see... [Ydris hums teasingly, positions themselves in closely, that inviting warmth of their ever present. One of their arms is draped around the back of the lounge and Azem as a result. The other is reached forward, petting a thumb along the soft side of her neck. That hand isn't retreating one bit, casually enjoying it's place against her skin.
This is a much better diversion, something Ydris is far more confident in. Their voice remains quiet, a bit stern, a bit playful]
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This is a much better diversion, something Ydris is far more confident in. Their voice remains quiet, a bit stern, a bit playful]
Is there a way I could help you with that, Azem?