This time letting his hands slip from sight beneath her skirt, the claws trailing over her flesh until they felt the curve where hip met thigh, then slowly he pulled the hand away, teasing her further. she then opens her curtains and sits at the window, brushing her hair and eying the handsome men as they pass by, looking as inviting as she can. The tears streamed down her face as she suddenly realized that the pain wasn’t the only reason she gave that answer, now, it’s true. She began to move with him, not because of the tentacles, but by choice. This time letting his hands slip from sight beneath her skirt, the claws trailing over her flesh until they felt the curve where hip met thigh, then slowly he pulled the hand away, teasing her further.
