[Her eyes had been open, and she catches the frown. It only makes her smile; he has to realize that she's her own person and that his permission means nothing to her. If he didn't like what she was doing, he should either accept it to try to change it--but who knows if the latter would go over too well with her. She reaches a bony, black hand around his neck, pulling him closer.
He should taste that smile of hers, because she wants him to know she likes him frowning.]
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He should taste that smile of hers, because she wants him to know she likes him frowning.]