She chuckled at hearing his honest, unfiltered laugh. It vibrated against her as well, a pleasant sound that somehow seemed to speak of comfortable things. Things she hadn't really expected to want before... though perhaps he was that kind of person. That kind of guy that made you want to believe in things you knew you didn't deserve. But then he spoke.. and she felt her heart stutter in her chest, suddenly feeling cold.
"You think it's a trick?" She blinked, honest surprise glinting in amber eyes. "I was being honest! I..."
She flushed, then realizing their position. Her arms held away, legs wrapped around his waist. For a second she seemed... hurt. Actual offense in amber eyes flickered, before she shut it down again.
In retaliation, she yanked back on her arms hard, against the weak point where his fingers met with his thumbs. At the same time, she disengaged her legs, instead ramming a knee hard into his diaphragm to push herself up and back to her feet.
If the maneuver was successful, she'd scrabble away, breathing hard. Brows dented, lips pursed, jaw clenched, the blush of humiliation burned against her cheeks and ears, and she would resume her defensive stance, a new determined gleam in amber eyes.
"Maybe I smiled because I was enjoying a spar," she ground out through gritted teeth. Amber eyes glittered with anger, if it weren't for the flush of pink she would have seemed like marble.
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"You think it's a trick?" She blinked, honest surprise glinting in amber eyes. "I was being honest! I..."
She flushed, then realizing their position. Her arms held away, legs wrapped around his waist. For a second she seemed... hurt. Actual offense in amber eyes flickered, before she shut it down again.
In retaliation, she yanked back on her arms hard, against the weak point where his fingers met with his thumbs. At the same time, she disengaged her legs, instead ramming a knee hard into his diaphragm to push herself up and back to her feet.
If the maneuver was successful, she'd scrabble away, breathing hard. Brows dented, lips pursed, jaw clenched, the blush of humiliation burned against her cheeks and ears, and she would resume her defensive stance, a new determined gleam in amber eyes.
"Maybe I smiled because I was enjoying a spar," she ground out through gritted teeth. Amber eyes glittered with anger, if it weren't for the flush of pink she would have seemed like marble.
@TerranSteel