[ With an audible sigh of relief, she stretches her arms back over her head - and stops short, upon his command. With a feline grin, she wordlessly follows instruction. Once she's sunk her knees into the cushioned seat and crossed her wrists atop its back, she peeks over her shoulder with a bat of the lashes and a yearning bend of her back. ]
Ah♥, will you be showing me the real Mister Spears?
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Ah♥, will you be showing me the real Mister Spears?