And Rosa had fully intended to get up with her, but Rosa had also failed to take into account the view this demand had given her, and she very quickly had a change of plans.

Besides, there was that smirk. That god-damn smirk. So her new goal, clearly, was to see just how quickly she could chase it away, looking up to watch for how her expression shifted as she lightly placed her hands on Seivarden's thighs, moving them slowly up toward her hips, with the thumbs trailing in faint circles along the inside of her legs, until her was no more leg left to brush against.