[Oh no, was he staring at her a little too much? He was really paying attention to her, huh? Like very intensely?
Her own attention will be on him. Silently, returning her own gaze back at him believing if she looks innocently enough he may stop. Maybe, even, his show of light defiance may get him to break contact first. She'll summon all of her womanly appeal to get him to stop. That was the plan until she found her own willpower beginning to crumble by his gaze every second she was watching him. Those sky-blue eyes were definitely powerful set of weapons, even when they're narrowed and staring right at her, almost like it could see her very being.
She'll begin to nervously toy with her hair, gaze turning to her breakfast, trying to get another spoonful into her mouth until she stops midway with her attention returning to him. Somehow, the idea of eating in front of him made her feel warm all over as she was reminded of last night -- about ice cream.
Returning her fork back down onto her plate, head facing down, hand covering her eyes, cheeks revealing her weakened willpower, she'll give a slight pout over it. Should she tell him? Could she?
There was a lot of debating over it. Considerations. Pie-charts. Some pros and cons, but whenever she turned her attwntion to his eyes -- she lost more and more of her HP and MP!
It was so close to zero now.]
....do you really want to know about it? About my naughty idea?
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Her own attention will be on him. Silently, returning her own gaze back at him believing if she looks innocently enough he may stop. Maybe, even, his show of light defiance may get him to break contact first. She'll summon all of her womanly appeal to get him to stop. That was the plan until she found her own willpower beginning to crumble by his gaze every second she was watching him. Those sky-blue eyes were definitely powerful set of weapons, even when they're narrowed and staring right at her, almost like it could see her very being.
She'll begin to nervously toy with her hair, gaze turning to her breakfast, trying to get another spoonful into her mouth until she stops midway with her attention returning to him. Somehow, the idea of eating in front of him made her feel warm all over as she was reminded of last night -- about ice cream.
Returning her fork back down onto her plate, head facing down, hand covering her eyes, cheeks revealing her weakened willpower, she'll give a slight pout over it. Should she tell him? Could she?
There was a lot of debating over it. Considerations. Pie-charts. Some pros and cons, but whenever she turned her attwntion to his eyes -- she lost more and more of her HP and MP!
It was so close to zero now.]
....do you really want to know about it? About my naughty idea?