Re: In-person: Sam A/Cris M
Asshole! [Because it's obvious he's fucking with her about that sympathy, yeah?] You asked for it, yeah? When I skip through in my fucking cow onesie I bought, you got to explain it to everyone you work with. [She wasn't even fucking kidding. Or, yk, even if she didn't have the onesie YET, she was hella sure gonna buy one now.] And you can't lecture me in your office, Sheriff. That's hella not lawful.
[He waggles those perfect fucking eyebrows, and then he looks so sweet it makes her blush more. Like sweet is more tawdry than him looking at her lecherous or something. Him playing with the dog, that just makes her stare lovesick, like time stops or something dumb like that
And then he's licking his lips and crouching, talking, and she listens and tries to understand the differences he's explaining, but she's got trouble with it.] You didn't talk to me like you wanted to fuck me again. You talked to me normal, and I teased you into coming out with me, because I wanted to see if you were still hot the morning after. You wanted to be faithful to Elena, yeah? You behaved good, like you wanted to take care of me or help me. [She leans closer a little, edges to the end of the bed, and she picks up the wriggling puppy and presses her nose to his scruff.] Did you want to fuck me again?