Voice: "It's more painful when you pretend"
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Which she did not want him to...
Immediately she grabs on her duvet to wrap over herself, likewise, Shiven grabs it in his side dragging it to himself.
Eloira curses him beneath her breathe for the demon that seems to have possessed him this early morning. Her eyes seem pleading instead Shiven chuckles,
"Spell?!"
"What kind of spell do you want to cast on me that is more effective than the one you..."
Eloira yells that Shiven chokes on his words, "Gosh!! Pervert!!"
Her body could not take his silliness anymore that suddenly she drag her duvet but seems Shiven already get hold of her tactics, he pull it forcefully on his side sneering with raised brows.
"Get out of my..." Eloira choked as his force overcome hers which she unexpectedly collide on Shiven's chest bouncing back due to the pillow,
"...Bed" Her voice released faintly with bulged eyes.
