[liv huffs. not out of anger or frustration, but at himself for still being so easily flustered. it isn't vash's fault he struggles to just say what he means the first time.]
I meant -- make ya -- feel good. [yes, his voice is hushed there at the end, and his face is completely flushed.]
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How about we just head on inside, yeah? Get cozy and see what happens from there? No pressure or anything.
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No pressure? But -- what if I want a lil pressure? Wanna make you -- happy? Oh, no, I'm not pressurin' you, am I?
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You think I won't be happy if we don't end up in bed together? Liv, hon, you're silly.
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I meant -- make ya -- feel good. [yes, his voice is hushed there at the end, and his face is completely flushed.]
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[He reaches up and holds this man's beautiful face. His eyes are so big, wide, and full of love.]
Take me to bed?