[ She blinks, startled, at his sudden slip, but her eyes take on a much heavier look as he trails off. Her hands glide up his shoulders to cup the sides of his face, though she initiates no lean-in, as her eyes seem to drink in the sight of his blushing face and features. She's nearly having second thoughts about this already, because it almost partially feels like another Claire altogether, even with him being the same. Her fingers retract a bit, nervously, lingering more against the air now than his skin!
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DO IT PUSSY ]