[Another sound escapes her lips before she can stop herself. It's not quite a gasp and not quite a groan, but something in between. Her head falls back, bare neck on display while she tries to process logic. That growl combined with his accent really is not fair.
Turning her head, Vie moves to catch his mouth and gives the man a somewhat needy kiss. She bites his lip, gentle, but enough to hopefully get his attention.]
It's too open. [Breathe Vie. Just breathe. And then she gets an idea.] Sauna.
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Turning her head, Vie moves to catch his mouth and gives the man a somewhat needy kiss. She bites his lip, gentle, but enough to hopefully get his attention.]
It's too open. [Breathe Vie. Just breathe. And then she gets an idea.] Sauna.