"Caress" side of throat
Send ‘caress’ and a body part to see how my muse reacts to being stroked there.
If anybody else had approached Pitch and touched him there, he would have broken their arm, or maybe severed their hand clean at the wrist, but because it was her, he smirked, leaning into the sensual touch with shameless indulgence. Even so, the skin tingled and shivered. It felt foolish, but Pitch knew Hallow was not bold enough to kill him, and neither did she want to. He danced his fingers softly at her waist, ever-so-slightly inching up her garments.
“Lovely to see you, Hallow.”












