[ Leona is also not one to initiate or easily accept touch. So having Vil in his space should be something to make his hair bristle, and yet...he's finding it a source of comfort for the moment.
His hands rest on Vil's waist, and he pulls him to his chest. ]
Take your heels off, Schoenheit. My neck is going to get sore.
[ It's a tease, for once a rather lighthearted one. ]
no subject
His hands rest on Vil's waist, and he pulls him to his chest. ]
Take your heels off, Schoenheit. My neck is going to get sore.
[ It's a tease, for once a rather lighthearted one. ]