[ And just so show how much control he has over the situation, when Weiss chirps that she gives up, that hand was riding dangerously high under her skirt and flirting on dipping towards the inside when he also just stops. It's like a game of chicken between them out here. The staff that are hanging off every word and every little action are practically vibrating where they stand as they hope that despite their difference in ranks, that their Queen gets "usurped" so thoroughly in the dressing room. But unfortunately, they will have to remain disappointed.
Because his hand glides away from under her skirt and rests atop her daintier knee before giving it a little patpat. At the same time, he draws back despite her fingers already combing through his spikes of white hair. Far back enough that he can give the flustered huntress a rogue smile. ]
Good girl. [ Now then! ] You got anything else you wanna try on?
[ Or did she want to nab some petticoats before they see if there's anything for his own closet. As if he wasn't prepared to start making out and fondling her up in his lap seconds go. ]
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Because his hand glides away from under her skirt and rests atop her daintier knee before giving it a little patpat. At the same time, he draws back despite her fingers already combing through his spikes of white hair. Far back enough that he can give the flustered huntress a rogue smile. ]
Good girl. [ Now then! ] You got anything else you wanna try on?
[ Or did she want to nab some petticoats before they see if there's anything for his own closet. As if he wasn't prepared to start making out and fondling her up in his lap seconds go. ]