[He takes note of how her eyes are following the movement of his hand and just draws his strokes out, down and then up, swiping his thumb over the tip with a slight arch of his back for added effect. If there's one thing Gai never claimed to be, it was fair.]
So...
[He leans in closer and lets his voice slide down the register into that low tone that's half a purr, half a growl.]
September 26th - The Marathon
So...
[He leans in closer and lets his voice slide down the register into that low tone that's half a purr, half a growl.]
... which one do you want more?