Too cute for my toes

Yours? He whispered back at her, and her grin only grew. Oh, yes. She was going to have this man. Be it for a minute, or a night. Perhaps even a week, of teasing and tormenting, until he wept when she left him alone in the cold. She wasn’t sure what it was about the man. Be it his desire to be married off in a loveless marriage, or the strong and unshakable belief in it. It was a challenge, and she would rip apart the layers of this boy. She would reveal his heart to himself and others, until he would see and understand. Know nothing, but her way of thinking.

”Oh! she whispered, as he leaned away and began his frantic wiggling. She let him. Oh, the cruel seductress, she let. She let him climb to his paws, and after a moment she followed suit. Her eyes drawing together, her lips parting just so. She looked, for a moment, like a girl with a broken heart.

“You will not break free of me so easily! It's too late!” she cried. Then she was laughing, and running, chasing him down. For how the chase was half the fun.

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