[ It is horrible, but admittedly, that's part of why she likes it. A slow grin spreads across her face as she plucks the flower from behind his ear. ]
You look pretty good beneath me, too.
[ She can't imagine a way he wouldn't look good, honestly. Especially with that color blooming on his cheeks, which she brushes her fingertips against while the other hand slips the flower behind her ear once more. He won't like the placement of it this time either, she's sure.
Except perhaps he will if she removes something else. Pulling her tank top over her head, careful not to dislodge the flower, Izzy tosses it recklessly behind her, uncaring of where it lands. ]
Is this better? [ She means the flower placement, of course. ]
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You look pretty good beneath me, too.
[ She can't imagine a way he wouldn't look good, honestly. Especially with that color blooming on his cheeks, which she brushes her fingertips against while the other hand slips the flower behind her ear once more. He won't like the placement of it this time either, she's sure.
Except perhaps he will if she removes something else. Pulling her tank top over her head, careful not to dislodge the flower, Izzy tosses it recklessly behind her, uncaring of where it lands. ]
Is this better? [ She means the flower placement, of course. ]