[ She grabs him by the throat like she's ready to squeeze him until his head pops like a champagne cork, but it is his simpering which stops her. Kira heaves out heavy breaths like a rancor coming down from a blind rage, and she slowly takes stock of the people around her with her preternatural sixth sense, the prickling on the back of her neck telling her that she needs to handle this delicately.
Things Kira is good at: literally not that. Please. Anything else. ]
Next time I suggest using your mouth instead of your hands.
[ Those sure are words she just said out loud. It's enough to make the Hapans and their propriety glance away and busy themselves with the racks of clothing because they'd clearly just stepped into something they didn't fully understand. There's a lot to unpack here.
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Things Kira is good at: literally not that. Please. Anything else. ]
Next time I suggest using your mouth instead of your hands.
[ Those sure are words she just said out loud. It's enough to make the Hapans and their propriety glance away and busy themselves with the racks of clothing because they'd clearly just stepped into something they didn't fully understand. There's a lot to unpack here.
She releases him. ]
Take off those clothes. You look ridiculous.