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The man didn't move away or express discomfort at Tine's actions, and she grew a bit bolder. Though she felt a flash of irritation at his second, less-subtle hint, she had expected as much; at least he wasn't becoming pushy. The shadow pushed her nose into his neck, initiating more contact with a plan in mind. Samaantine wanted to see what Engel thought of intimacy without sex-- it seemed clear his lack of rejection was on the assumption that she wanted something sexual with him. But that was not her intention.
Thank you, thank you! She feigned excitement, tail swishing back and forth behind her. The shadow nuzzled into him gently, the contact feather-light and almost hesitant. Her next words were softer, tinged with romantic intent. I'd like to know more about you, Engel.
Tine shifted to a laying position, then, but still kept close to him, gazing at him expectantly. She hoped he would take the hint and lay next to her.