[He suddenly grabs her chin to force her to look at him, a hardened glare suddenly replacing the once softer gaze he was holding.]
Might learn how "mean" I can really be.
[Of course there is zero ounce of malice in his words and even in his gestures, the hold on her chin firm but by no means cold or forceful. Even the heat in his eyes is not one born of anger, and it doesn't take long for a glimmer of amusement to crack through as he stares at her.
He's teasing her, clearly. But he also is curious if he is supposed to take this kind of approach, too, actually wondering what ways he could behave if he can't be "nice."]
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[He suddenly grabs her chin to force her to look at him, a hardened glare suddenly replacing the once softer gaze he was holding.]
Might learn how "mean" I can really be.
[Of course there is zero ounce of malice in his words and even in his gestures, the hold on her chin firm but by no means cold or forceful. Even the heat in his eyes is not one born of anger, and it doesn't take long for a glimmer of amusement to crack through as he stares at her.
He's teasing her, clearly. But he also is curious if he is supposed to take this kind of approach, too, actually wondering what ways he could behave if he can't be "nice."]