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( sara's not averse to putting on a little show for leonard's sake — hell, for her own sake. she's always been accustomed to the feeling of being looked at and, under the right circumstances, kind of revels in it.
"yeah, i could tell by the way you were staring at my ass," seems to have come full circle with her and leonard as she unzips her black jeans and shimmies her way out of them as they cling to her legs, leaving her in her t-shirt and a simple pair of underwear. it only takes a step or two for her to close the distance between them again, sneak another lingering kiss as her fingers wrap around what's likely about to become her new best friend.
but then the toy is plucked right out of leonard's hand, and she climbs onto his bed, stacking pillows behind her so she can lay back against the headboard comfortably. just when sara looks like she might be ready though — she stops suddenly, an metaphorical light bulb metaphorically appearing over her head, and she draws the sheets over herself, leaving just a slim stripe of bare skin between where the sheet ends and her shirt begins. )
You've gotta earn the right to see. ( she may be relinquishing control over to leonard, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't still have a few tricks up her sleeve. enticement, as though the promise of pissing off his neighbors and being the one responsible for her "singing" wasn't enticement enough. before long, her hand, the blindingly pink device with it, dips beneath the sheet. ) Start slow.
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