[Her boyfriend, ladies and gentlemen -- the Man of Many Words.
She kind of likes it that way, though. Certainly doesn't mind being tugged onto his lap, although sitting sideways on it like a child will do her neck no favors if they keep it up for long. She breaks free just long enough to change positions so that she's straddling him, her legs dangling on either side of his hips, her chest pressed against his. Every part of her is tingly and warm and aching in the most delicious ways --
Scratch. Scratch. Korra cracks open an eye to find Mocha, the little rascal, trying to climb up on the table to get at the remaining empanadas.
She immediately breaks the kiss and leans over, swatting at the dog's snout.]
Mocha, no! Bad dog! That's not your food!
[Then, of course, Hamlet has to trot in to see what all the fuss is about and now she has two dogs she needs to keep away from the food.]
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She kind of likes it that way, though. Certainly doesn't mind being tugged onto his lap, although sitting sideways on it like a child will do her neck no favors if they keep it up for long. She breaks free just long enough to change positions so that she's straddling him, her legs dangling on either side of his hips, her chest pressed against his. Every part of her is tingly and warm and aching in the most delicious ways --
Scratch. Scratch. Korra cracks open an eye to find Mocha, the little rascal, trying to climb up on the table to get at the remaining empanadas.
She immediately breaks the kiss and leans over, swatting at the dog's snout.]
Mocha, no! Bad dog! That's not your food!
[Then, of course, Hamlet has to trot in to see what all the fuss is about and now she has two dogs she needs to keep away from the food.]
Hamlet! You are so not helping!
[ARGH!!!!]