[He'd felt it was right to ask. Besides, he'd seen how she'd felt about being told to do something she'd rather not. And the permission itself is part of the thrill, isn't it? Yes, you may.
He does so dramatically as always, leaning her into a dip and kissing her, as if they were on a stage.]
[ He's not wrong. Given the choice, Primrose would rather... well, be given the choice. To be reminded that this is no longer something she must endure for the sake of revenge. She can let someone her because she wants them to, and she muses over this for all of three seconds before Molly dips her.
Primrose is not as dramatic but still a performer, enough to point one foot and curl her fingers over his shoulder as she kisses him back, warm and encouraging. Not that she thinks he'll drop her. ]
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[Though. I mean.
big thot vibes from molly here.]
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Primrose doesn't so much as bat an eyelash, though, even as she cants her head slightly. ]
Yes, Molly, you can kiss me.
[ What a weird thing it's been, granting permission here rather than being ordered to. ]
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He does so dramatically as always, leaning her into a dip and kissing her, as if they were on a stage.]
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Primrose is not as dramatic but still a performer, enough to point one foot and curl her fingers over his shoulder as she kisses him back, warm and encouraging. Not that she thinks he'll drop her. ]