ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋

maybe… but you’re not. you actually / like / me for one. [ he replies with a thick layer of smugness in his voice, par for the course as his hand glides down her back, like a feather brushing against the fabric of her shirt, and lands on her hip. he squeezes it gently, pulling her just a bit closer. he pretends like he didn’t, the gesture unacknowledged. his eyes roll, not wanting to entertain her further. ] don’t get cocky— i had to answer for all the bullet holes in my jackets somehow which i / don’t / hold against you by the way, [ he leans in closer slightly. ] business is better when i lose the jacket. 

@wiccaanways    (  . . .  )     now   I   just   think you’re   being    dramatic .    besides   ,    aren’t   you   now    doing   exactly   what   he did    ,    hm ?       [       a    sly   smile stretched    upon   anastasia’s    lips   as   she   tilted   her chin    up   to   meet   his   gaze   ,     hyperaware    of    his   own   similar   actions .  a    shiver   ran   down   her   spine ,    sending goosebumps    over   her   skin   at   the   enclosed    proximity   and   the   way   he   traced   his   finger   over   the   small   of her back .     a   small   hum   escaped   her   ,   swallowing    away   the   lump   that   had    formed    in    her   throat   as   her   gaze   subconsciously   flickered    to   his lips Z.    ]      hold   on   there   draga —    are    we    just   going   to   skim   over the    fact    that   you   ‘ talk   about   me    a   lot ‘ ?     what   have   you   told   them   ? 

it felt like it— letting him lean in and whisper in your ear and put his hands all over you. [ he feigns more frustration than he actually had, leaning forward slightly, his voice low and quieter than normal. his hand presses against her back, his fingers drawing circles on her back. ] i’ll tell my guys that you’re coming— they’ve been wanting to meet you since i talk about you a lot. now that i think about it… this might be a little harder than me; you’re even more incredible in person.  

@cvpidlve   (  . . .  )      careful .    you’re   getting   / awfully /    familiar   ,    mister   laurier   .    [       anastasia    tutted   ,      twirling   the   spare   key   in   between   her   fingers  ,   before  a   small   smirk   formed   on   her    features  soon   after .      ]       I’ll   be   sure   to   let    you    know   when    I   do . . .    oh   come   on ,   draga .    I    caught   the   one   responsible   for that   little   mishap   .     [      she   told    him   as   she   turned   on   her   heel   ,  crouching down   to   retrieve    a   large   case   ,   before placing   it   in   front   of    him   and    flicking   it   open   ,   revealing   the   various   guns   inside .        ]        I’ll    give   you   the   rest   tomorrow   ,  in person   and   in   / working /    hours  ,   to ensure   no faults   .     I’ll   give   them    to   you   free   of    charge   ,   to   account   for   the   difficulties .     does   that   sit   well    with   you   ? 
            
            

“ very ” sylvester grinned as he observed her leaning back a little before raising an eyebrow “ my weakness ? …..find it i’m curious to see what you’ll find ” he said a genuine tone creeping in….or as genuine as someone like him could be “ well since you have a little problem with people messing with /my/ shipments specifically….i’d say it’s more personal than professional. But glad to hear you finally admit you enjoy my company ” he said the casual relaxed smile never leaving his face. 

@cvpidlve    (  . . .  )     should   i   be   honoured    ?       [      anastasia   questioned in amusement    as she   tossed   the   magazine   on   the   coffee table    ,    before   shrugging   off   her   coat ,   hanging   it   over   the   head   of   the   chair  .    she   clicked    her tongue to the    roof   of    her   mouth   ,   a   gleam   within   her   hues .     ]         nothing   fazes   you   ,    does   it   ?    that’s    alright .    everyone   has   a   weakness .    I’ll   find yours    eventually .      [       she    teased   ,    though    there   was   an   underlying   sincerity    in   her   tone   .     her   head   tilted .     ]       hmm …      then   you’ll   have   to   book   an   appointment   sweetheart   ,    just   like   everyone   else .     showing   up   at   my   house   unannounced   is   hardly   professional .   even   if   i   find   your   company   rather   / entertaining /   .