[ So much for thinking he was shy... apparently that little gesture is the first thing since their clothes started coming off that strikes Psyche as indecent, because her face turns deep red in a blush that nearly reaches her collarbones and she thumps her open palm gently to his shoulder. ]
Wei Wuxian!
[ She's not too scandalized to answer, though her gaze is still fixed on an indeterminate point on his jaw—or perhaps his lips—as she presses him back a little with the hand on his shoulder. ]
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Wei Wuxian!
[ She's not too scandalized to answer, though her gaze is still fixed on an indeterminate point on his jaw—or perhaps his lips—as she presses him back a little with the hand on his shoulder. ]
...Lie back for me, this time.