[It smirks, and it steps over to circle him, taking in every inch of his slim, well-built form.]
... that's good to know, because I happen to like looking at you.
[It skims a hand over his body, exploring; his shoulder, the dip at the small of his back. His ass, of course. It only offers him a teasingly light, brief touch there before it pulls away, circling around to face his front again.
It thinks of what it should do with him... what it intends to do. Pin him down, or maybe spread him out in place right there before it, and do whatever it pleases to him. It pulls off its own shirt, though it pauses there-- a power play, leaving itself less exposed than Connor for as long as possible.]
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... that's good to know, because I happen to like looking at you.
[It skims a hand over his body, exploring; his shoulder, the dip at the small of his back. His ass, of course. It only offers him a teasingly light, brief touch there before it pulls away, circling around to face his front again.
It thinks of what it should do with him... what it intends to do. Pin him down, or maybe spread him out in place right there before it, and do whatever it pleases to him. It pulls off its own shirt, though it pauses there-- a power play, leaving itself less exposed than Connor for as long as possible.]