[he's dangerous, she thinks, as though she herself is not equally as so. but he laughs, breath washing warm against her neck, and. . . audaciously nips at her ear, tugging very lightly before he pulls back and grins down at her like a cat who just caught a mouse]
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[he's dangerous, she thinks, as though she herself is not equally as so. but he laughs, breath washing warm against her neck, and. . . audaciously nips at her ear, tugging very lightly before he pulls back and grins down at her like a cat who just caught a mouse]
Turnabout is totally fair play, Rion.