With a playful tug, he pulled her toward the couch and sat before guiding her onto his lap.
"Ah.." Yverine let out a startled yelp and her hands instinctively reached for his shoulders to steady herself as she settled against him.
"Brandon!" she exclaimed in a mix of surprise and exasperation, though the flush creeping up her cheeks betrayed the effect of his closeness.
He hugged her tightly and his arms slid around her waist from behind as his hands slid upward, reaching for the hem of her t-shirt.
"Haa… Sister Yve," he murmured in a husky voice, laced with a teasing affection as his fingers pulled her t-shirt upward with a deliberate slowness that made Yverine's breath hitch.
Her lips twitched, and she let out a deep sigh, trying to maintain her composure. "God damn, why are you so impatient?"
"Listen to me, dumbass." She twisted slightly in his lap as she tried to push his hands away, but the warmth of his touch and the playful glint in his eyes made it hard to stay firm.
