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[rubikscomplex]

Oh, c'mon. Gasps that are loud enough to draw attention should count.

[He lets himself be pulled in, unresisting. No luck on that squeeze, so he'll be turning his attentions elsewhere. His first inclination is to go for the cheap shot that got her riled last time. House moves his hand to her stomach and slides it down to tease at her navel.]

[wallofbriggs]

[Bastard. Of course, he'd remember that, but he'd let her in on his intention with the hand on her stomach. By the time, he reaches her navel she's gone completely stiff and her eyes are promising that she will kill him the next time he tries that.

He may ignore the look, but her grip on his wrist will convey the message as well.]

[rubikscomplex]

[Ow. That's not a sexy grinding of his bones together, and he makes a face at her, but tries to pull away to redirect his hand.]

Touchy, touchy. What even happened? No scar, so nobody's stabbed you there.

[wallofbriggs]

[She lets go of his hand, but keeps a very close eye on just where he decides to move it.]

Are you sure about that? Alchemy can do quite a lot.

[Not that, or rather she wouldn't let an alchemist anywhere near her body to make an attempt at healing her as long as she was conscious. ]

Do I really need a reason beyond I don't like it?

[It feels fucking weird and kind of ticklish. Don't.]