[ Navia chuckles, and she offers a sly smile down at him as she stretches her arms to gather her hair behind her back so the curls of gold and rivulets of falling water don't serve as too much of a distraction for him, especially as she starts to move. ]
How could I not be sure to go all out on your birthday, Wriothesley?
[ It's said with a slow, playful smile, and then Navia starts to move, a rise and fall of her hips against his that certainly has her breasts bouncing in just the way he wants to see; with a low chuckle, she reaches to cup her fingers around his wrist, tugging it back so she can see him in all her glory. ]
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How could I not be sure to go all out on your birthday, Wriothesley?
[ It's said with a slow, playful smile, and then Navia starts to move, a rise and fall of her hips against his that certainly has her breasts bouncing in just the way he wants to see; with a low chuckle, she reaches to cup her fingers around his wrist, tugging it back so she can see him in all her glory. ]
Mmβ good?