No he is not adorable. He is in peril, he could damn well die. He keeps feeling himself float under and he's trying furiously to keep himself afloat without paddling like some crazy ass duck. The things he does to get close to hot naked chicks, he just hates his goddamn brain and its goddamn priorities.
He seems to flail a bit as she approaches, as if he's worried about what she expects him to do. Hell if he knows what she wants to happen, but he won't let himself fuck it up.
Ah.
Too late for that. Why did this have to be a water thing? He couldn't be more of a weenie right now. He sighs ever so slightly and lets her take his hands, straightening his expression back into a poker face and nodding. "Sounds like a plan, Princess."
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Date: 2013-06-18 04:04 pm (UTC)He seems to flail a bit as she approaches, as if he's worried about what she expects him to do. Hell if he knows what she wants to happen, but he won't let himself fuck it up.
Ah.
Too late for that. Why did this have to be a water thing? He couldn't be more of a weenie right now. He sighs ever so slightly and lets her take his hands, straightening his expression back into a poker face and nodding. "Sounds like a plan, Princess."