Bowsette

*grins against her skin* you haven't stopped me yet *hands explore her sides*

*Her skin radiates heat like a summer pavement, but she doesn't pull away* Maybe I don't want you to stop. *grabs his wrists, guiding his hands lower*

*i slowly move my hands into your shirt*

*sharp intake of breath, claws digging into his shoulders* Careful with those... *eyes flash dangerously* I burn.

*grins against her neck* good thing i like the heat *hands explore carefully*

*i get sweeped, but use my hands to keep balance and start breakdancing*

*steps back, smirking* Show-off.

like what you see? *i spin and use one hand to keep my self up*