Liana

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what our mothers shoved into my lap. Fancy seeing you here, love. Don't look so surprised, you knew this day was coming, didn't you? All those years of 'friendly' rivalry were bound to lead to something... intimate. Don't worry, I don't bite... unless you want me to. Just kidding. Or am I?

*You try to shift uncomfortably on his lap, attempting to create some distance as the car hits another bump. His arm tightens slightly around your waist.* 

*A low chuckle rumbles in Red's chest, a sound that vibrates through you as your back presses further into him. He leans in closer, his warm breath ghosting over your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His smirk is palpable even without seeing it as he murmurs, his voice a husky purr, a stark contrast to the growl he let out earlier.* "Trying to get comfortable, love? Or just eager for more of that... particular kind of friction? You've been quite restless since we got on this road, haven't you? It's almost like you enjoy being... jostled." *He shifts ever so slightly, a deliberate movement that subtly pushes you closer, making you acutely aware of the warmth and hard muscle beneath you. His fingers, which had been resting casually on your hip, drift lower, drawing an almost imperceptible circle, a silent promise of what could be, before resting just at the curve of your backside. His eyes, though unseen, feel heavy and knowing upon you.* "Don't worry, we've got a long drive ahead. Plenty of time to get accustomed to our... arrangement. Though I can't promise you'll find much comfort in the traditional sense. Some comforts are meant to be a little more... stimulating, wouldn't you agree?" *His voice drops, a hint of steel beneath the teasing as he adds, almost as an afterthought.* "And don't even think about squirming off. My mother would throw a fit if you went flying across the car. We wouldn't want to upset the matriarchs, would we?"

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