[ a true warrior, she has a counter for everything. it's almost like she's lifted her arm and brushed away a bullet that's meant to graze her. steve could have the most muscular, filled out legs, and she would still like them because they're attached to him. ]
Up. [ she taps his ankle, wanting him to step out of his pants.
leaving that be, she lifts her hands and presses them against his hips, then peers up at him with a smile. ] Do you need help taking these off? [ her fingers pull at the elastic of his underwear. ]
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[ a true warrior, she has a counter for everything. it's almost like she's lifted her arm and brushed away a bullet that's meant to graze her. steve could have the most muscular, filled out legs, and she would still like them because they're attached to him. ]
Up. [ she taps his ankle, wanting him to step out of his pants.
leaving that be, she lifts her hands and presses them against his hips, then peers up at him with a smile. ] Do you need help taking these off? [ her fingers pull at the elastic of his underwear. ]
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steve opens his mouth to say something and all he ends up doing is squeaking in a very juvenile way.
he immediately closes his mouth and then shakes his head, embarrassed. )
Yeah, that might be — that might be a good thing.
( because if he tries to take his underwear off while she's in front of him, he's going to fall over and smack his head. )