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[ Her cheeks flush both at the compliment and the exploratory touch down the length of her body. She is nothing but reluctant to have his lips leave hers, but she'll make an exception if it means it goes between her thighs next. Her hands circle from his back to his chest lightly trailing her claws along pale skin. She wants to leave an impression - even if it's a light one that will fade come tomorrow. They travel from his chest where she adds her own nips and kiss in return before her hands lay on his broad shoulders. The corners of her lips pull back into the hint of a wry smirk. ]

How you can you be sure it's not all just a part of the masquerade this evening?

[ Her hands linger there a moment before applying pressure to his shoulders, urging him down. ]

For all you know, this could be a facade.