Cute, cute, cute. Oh, this is awful. Pearl’s come such a long, adorable way in matching Rose’s quips, tit-for-twat, but she still fumbles back into flushed habits sometimes.
So cute, God. Makes Rose want to pin her down, and just… do things.
She drops a girlish wink. Then, laughing low, wiggles in her seat (careful to avoid knocking Pearl to the floor) and folds her legs up underneath herself -- turning to face Pearl more. The towel mysteriously shifts in the process, and Rose’s hand finds a bare knee. “I’ll make it up to you! Promise.”
(Ooh. Her legs are much warmer, now.)
Shifted as she is, Rose’s other arm settles on the backrest of the couch as she nestles closer. “... mm, after some tea.” But her own is all the way on the coffee table...
She makes a point of illustrating this fact. Her lips purse in a perfect little heart, looking longingly at her mug for a moment, before she asks: “Could I have some of yours?”
rose u sneaky shithead
So cute, God. Makes Rose want to pin her down, and just… do things.
She drops a girlish wink. Then, laughing low, wiggles in her seat (careful to avoid knocking Pearl to the floor) and folds her legs up underneath herself -- turning to face Pearl more. The towel mysteriously shifts in the process, and Rose’s hand finds a bare knee. “I’ll make it up to you! Promise.”
(Ooh. Her legs are much warmer, now.)
Shifted as she is, Rose’s other arm settles on the backrest of the couch as she nestles closer. “... mm, after some tea.” But her own is all the way on the coffee table...
She makes a point of illustrating this fact. Her lips purse in a perfect little heart, looking longingly at her mug for a moment, before she asks: “Could I have some of yours?”