Vanilla
"What are you talking about? These are cute,"
The girl spared a short laugh of her own, tugging her hips away from his fingers as his hand inched the length of her thigh gesturingly, cheeks warm and heart remaining fast and strong; steady. "Well, yeah—They're lacy—but they're white,"
"...And?"
"Men like masculine colours in underwear—like red and black and stuff..." the girl paused as the man's smile above her grew, teeth bright and white, blue eyes even brighter, gaze soft. "-don't they?"
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