[ Closer, closer still, leaning up past his face to mutter near the plating approximate to his ear. But her husky tone drops as she whips the curtain back from the ruse: ]
The picture you took. Think I'll have it, actually.
[ One hand is off his thigh, grabbing the forgotten shellphone and then she's away - pushing herself back from him to do a clumsy backwards roll over their bed. Standing at the other side, she grips her prize in both hands and sets about sending the saucy pic to her own phone, cackling merrily to herself. ]
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[ Closer, closer still, leaning up past his face to mutter near the plating approximate to his ear. But her husky tone drops as she whips the curtain back from the ruse: ]
The picture you took. Think I'll have it, actually.
[ One hand is off his thigh, grabbing the forgotten shellphone and then she's away - pushing herself back from him to do a clumsy backwards roll over their bed. Standing at the other side, she grips her prize in both hands and sets about sending the saucy pic to her own phone, cackling merrily to herself. ]