[If this sweet and wonderful thing truly was foolishness? Then Cami has never found such happy bliss in being a fool. It doesn't matter to her that he is from a terrible place, or the victim of terrible things--at least, not beyond the simple truth that she wants to make it all right for him somehow. She knows, ever aware in the back of her mind that this day falls at an inconvenient time for him. He's pushing himself for his happiness and hers, and in turn Cami wants to give him all the joy and delight they might find together in this place.
The sound he makes when she brushes his skin draws up a giggle from her, and another when he captures her hand. There is no struggle when he pulls her near, traps her against him and even leads her away from her chosen goal. This is a far better prize, the warmth of his frame so close to hers, the scent of him accented by the sweet fragrance of chocolates and candies alike.]
Oh, so now I have to earn it? [Cami feigns insult, rather poorly given the brightness of her smile. The promise of this day and the joy of the moment are simply too much to resist.] Because I rather suspect you won't be able to resist my charms, Klaus.
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The sound he makes when she brushes his skin draws up a giggle from her, and another when he captures her hand. There is no struggle when he pulls her near, traps her against him and even leads her away from her chosen goal. This is a far better prize, the warmth of his frame so close to hers, the scent of him accented by the sweet fragrance of chocolates and candies alike.]
Oh, so now I have to earn it? [Cami feigns insult, rather poorly given the brightness of her smile. The promise of this day and the joy of the moment are simply too much to resist.] Because I rather suspect you won't be able to resist my charms, Klaus.