Not bad, Slaine admits to himself with a wry smile as he buries his face into Sheryl's hair, ignoring the warmth rushing through his skin. For someone who isn't in the acting field like him, she can actually put on a convincing show of a damsel in distress. He's thankful that this isn't a real life hostage situation, or else he'd inflict hell upon whoever harms her. Only in this case, he's the one on the receiving end.
"My sources say otherwise," he warns, pretending to sound cruel for the sake of this fake scenario, still keeping the low tone in his voice. "I was notified that you were infiltrating the country to leak top secret information, therefore helping the enemies from the other side. Now I ask again..."
Slaine pauses, allowing his trembling fingers to cup Sheryl's breasts, tracing the outline of a nipple with his thumb from the cloth. A second passes, and then a pinch. Then a firm grope with his hands.
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Date: 2016-11-14 03:32 am (UTC)"My sources say otherwise," he warns, pretending to sound cruel for the sake of this fake scenario, still keeping the low tone in his voice. "I was notified that you were infiltrating the country to leak top secret information, therefore helping the enemies from the other side. Now I ask again..."
Slaine pauses, allowing his trembling fingers to cup Sheryl's breasts, tracing the outline of a nipple with his thumb from the cloth. A second passes, and then a pinch. Then a firm grope with his hands.
"Where are they?"