Greatwater Lake i don't like human nature unless all candied over with art

ugh i love them?

too gentle she chides: sheepishly he lets go of her nape and says, honestly, "i don't want to really hurt you." he's not an idiot -- he knows he is large, and capable of inflicting harm, if he were so inclined, even without training. especially in a situation like this, with saarthal vulnerable under him (at least, that's how he perceives it). still...

he withdraws, just a little, easing his body off hers. then his eyes flash, some kind of determination glinting in them, and he shoves towards her again, a little faster this time, and with a little more force. once more he aims for her nape, less an approximation of roughhousing and more roughhousing, though there is a lingering sort of hesitation in his movements -- well. he's trying.