[She leans back against him, rocks a little, cheeky, and raises one her hands, now free, behind him so she can put it on the back of his neck. If he looks down now, she knows exactly the view it affords him.]
I should stop distracting the illustrious young Lord Black, shouldn't I?
[She drops the title with such teasing, no reverence at all.]
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I should stop distracting the illustrious young Lord Black, shouldn't I?
[She drops the title with such teasing, no reverence at all.]