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Tazenhani · 01-10-2011, 07:04 AM

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Originally Posted by grangerfan8

"Cause they're just toes that's why." Toes that served no purpose excluding balance, and for Sabel to count apparently. Before she could get out the comment about his reenactment, because she just had to say something about that, he was making her giggling again with the wiggling of her toes and tickling of her feet. "You know the answer to that Mr. Dakest." She responded with a playful glare, finger pointing at her abandoned shoe. "It wants to be back on my foot."

"But your foot doesn't want it to be on it. Look at those toes, all wiggling and protesting." He gave a gentle poke to her pinky toe before glancing up at her. Pouting, Sabel rested his chin lightly atop Arya's wiggling toes for reasons he could not explain; perhaps it was simply the most efficient and easy way to prop his head up so he could see her. "You're no fun."

It was of course, all in good, teasing fun. With a soft sigh, he reached over to retrieve her shoe, pausing halfway to putting it back on her foot, his head snapping up with a sudden revelation. "What about a foot massage?"

01-10-2011, 07:04 AM	#110 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by grangerfan8 "Cause they're just toes that's why." Toes that served no purpose excluding balance, and for Sabel to count apparently. Before she could get out the comment about his reenactment, because she just had to say something about that, he was making her giggling again with the wiggling of her toes and tickling of her feet. "You know the answer to that Mr. Dakest." She responded with a playful glare, finger pointing at her abandoned shoe. "It wants to be back on my foot." "But your foot doesn't want it to be on it. Look at those toes, all wiggling and protesting." He gave a gentle poke to her pinky toe before glancing up at her. Pouting, Sabel rested his chin lightly atop Arya's wiggling toes for reasons he could not explain; perhaps it was simply the most efficient and easy way to prop his head up so he could see her. "You're no fun." It was of course, all in good, teasing fun. With a soft sigh, he reached over to retrieve her shoe, pausing halfway to putting it back on her foot, his head snapping up with a sudden revelation. "What about a foot massage?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.