[ the reaction wasn't unexpected -- in fact, she had planned for this. everything she says, every button she pokes, carefully thought out like a puppet master playing. she doesn't mind when he grabs her or when he knocks his head against hers, even hums a little when he presses his mouth to hers. Rose even hums a little, mockingly ]
On the couch, Eridan? How uncouth.
[ when his leg moves against her leg, she kisses him, tenderly and softly, lacking all of the violence and hate that their relationship consists of, simply because she knows how much it riles him up. she nips at his lips before pulling back, murmuring softly: ]
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On the couch, Eridan? How uncouth.
[ when his leg moves against her leg, she kisses him, tenderly and softly, lacking all of the violence and hate that their relationship consists of, simply because she knows how much it riles him up. she nips at his lips before pulling back, murmuring softly: ]
How often do you think about him?