[She's about to remind him not to throw up all over her, and to just close his eyes until they get back to her cottage, but the words die right in her throat when she feels his hands...
...
Grabbing...
Her...
Ilsa freezes, and while this isn't the first time that he's... touched her there... this has a very different mood than that time.
She gives him about two seconds to remove them before she finally finds her voice again, but it's cracked with urgency and embarrassment as she feels her entire face heat up with colour.]
WELL? Are you going to move your hands or do I have to chew them off!?!?!
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[She's about to remind him not to throw up all over her, and to just close his eyes until they get back to her cottage, but the words die right in her throat when she feels his hands...
...
Grabbing...
Her...
Ilsa freezes, and while this isn't the first time that he's... touched her there... this has a very different mood than that time.
She gives him about two seconds to remove them before she finally finds her voice again, but it's cracked with urgency and embarrassment as she feels her entire face heat up with colour.]
WELL? Are you going to move your hands or do I have to chew them off!?!?!