[ Well, since Faye is quite obviously determined to stay where she is, Leo will acquiesce to her demands, just this once. His eyes are locked on hers as small flames trail at his fingertips, just enough to use to burn away a stray thread of clothing, and it catches on lace. His hands stay on the fabric while it smolders, making sure it remains a slow burn that won’t hurt, following it all the way around to her backside where he gives her a light, playful squeeze.
The rest follows in the same manner, stopping only when the cloth is in pieces and he can smile up at her with no attempt to hide the smugness in his eyes. ]
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The rest follows in the same manner, stopping only when the cloth is in pieces and he can smile up at her with no attempt to hide the smugness in his eyes. ]
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