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solong (heartache) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Merope didn't mind the smell, didn't mind his aftershave as Marvolo generally smelled far worse. The scent alone might have been kind of frustrating but she didn't complain. Unlike Rorschach, she wasn't exactly healthy enough for her to be in a situation and had she been alone there might have been a different outcome all together. If she could even show a smile, she would have, but didn't.

Instead, she just gave his arm a rub with her face. Before she could say anything, she retracted her arms onto her lap and pulled his shirt to her chest. The dress she'd been wearing wasn't very substantial, it was exposing of her body too much. "What about you? I can't take this...you don't have anything on..." She turned a shade of pink at the idea that his body was unclothed. Unsure if this was true, she reached out and her hand rested against his chest for a second.

"Y-You don't have anything..."