[if he wanted to see that he had an effect on her, then he was getting that. his fingers along her spine elicit a soft moan as she arches her back slightly, his teeth grazing earn him a whimper, and his question is asked to someone who is a bit dazed, a bit breathless.]
Mm... Yeah... [her eyes are half-lidded, and her voice is breathy and has raised in pitch slightly. but she comes back to her senses enough, and GOD DAMN IT, GIN... her whole face goes pink (she will blame it on the alcohol until she dies), and she turns her head away from his slightly.] I mean, it should be. I'm not afraid of the floor, though...
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Mm... Yeah... [her eyes are half-lidded, and her voice is breathy and has raised in pitch slightly. but she comes back to her senses enough, and GOD DAMN IT, GIN... her whole face goes pink (she will blame it on the alcohol until she dies), and she turns her head away from his slightly.] I mean, it should be. I'm not afraid of the floor, though...