"Ah, and it's not just for show, either," Nuriko says, brightening with an amused grin, though her cheeks blush in modesty, hand plastered against her face to try and lower the temperature. "It seems to have almost a mind of its own, or maybe it's just instinct. He wraps it around me without thinking, sometimes. Especially during that."
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Date: 2014-01-01 01:19 am (UTC)She leans back, cheeky once again.
"It's kind of nice. Being wanted."