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[crossmyheartandhope]

But... there's a couple others I, uh. I wouldn't mind giving a go.

[He finishes off the fry - licks his fingers clean]

...I been thinking about this one a whole lot.

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[If her gaze happens to linger on the pink of his tongue as he does, maybe no one will notice... Nevertheless,]

Bet you have...

[She knocks against his ankle again, smirking]

That why you keep all of 'em? Wank material?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little, at the touch - shifts, very near to outright squirming now. He seems entirely unable to meet her gaze]

I mean.

I mean...

[unbr8kable]

[Her eyebrows raise]

Wait--for real? You actually rubbed one out to drawings of you and me doing it?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean -

Maybe, like. Maybe a couple times...?

[Another shift,]

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[Still with seemingly genuine surprise]

Like--since when? Like, even before we started doing stuff?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[No answer,]

[His cheeks sure are red,]

[unbr8kable]

Wow. Like--wow. Before we were even...

[She trails off with a flush, apparently uncertain how to respond. Eventually, and primly:]

...That's inappropriate.

[Even so, her expression seems far from offended, though she still seems a little stunned]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Y-yeah.

[Ducks his head a little]

Sorry. I -

...sorry.

[unbr8kable]

[Knocks at his ankle with her foot again, mildly exasperated]

I'll tell you when you gotta apologize, you don't gotta jump the gun.

[But her expression and her tone soon softens, and she hooks her ankle with his]

...I never knew you even cared about that kinda thing back then--it never even occurred to me. It's--different to think about it, that's all.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I, uh -

I thought you were real pretty, for a real long time.

[He glances up at her, almost shy - taps back at her ankle]

Even before we started doing - stuff.

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[She looks back at him, head cocked and brows creased in concentration]

...Huh.

Still thought you burned all those things... Like, you kept the nice letters and tossed the rest.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...I kept most everything, 'cept the gross stuff.

[unbr8kable]

Huh.

What's your other favorites, then?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean. I dunno if I got favorites or nothing.

[Shifts again, in the chair - remmebers he has dinner, and eats another frie]

[unbr8kable]

[Leans forward a bit, eyebrow cocked...sorry, daily special, it is time for a counterargument]

You said this one was your favorite. And you said you had a couple runners up. Just 'cause I got surprised you needed a trip to horny jail don't mean I wasn't paying no attention.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I... I mean. It ain't like I ranked em or nothing.

[Flushing deeper,]

[unbr8kable]

[Her smirk broadens, and her foot starts to travel higher than just his ankle]

Top three, then. Tell me which ones get you off.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His breath catches in his throat; the hand that had been reaching for a fry falters to a stop]

I - I guess, like.

...maybe that one with the maid dress?

[His cheeks are burning, and he can't seem to meet her eyes]

[unbr8kable]

[She keeps hers on him nevertheless, intently watching his reaction]

Go on. Feel free to add in detail.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shifts in the chair again, decidedly flustered; his cheeks are dark, eyes focused on the surface of the table]

I, uh. I lost some kinda bet.

And. And you had me be your maid for a couple days. Gave me the outfit to match.

[unbr8kable]

That's a given. Can't be a maid without the outfit.

What's after that?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Like... what happened next?

I mean.

[He shifts again - bites at his lip]

You had me, like. Clean stuff? Only. Only, there were like... y'know. Accessories.

[unbr8kable]

[Hums, considering]

And that's the part you liked? Or?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... I liked, like. A-all of it.

[He shifts again; his hand has begun to fidget with the edge of his plate]

The dress, and you like. Bossing me around a little? And... the accessories, uh. You know. Under the dress?

[Another shift,]

And you made me... wait, some.