[ To be fair, Red would also be offended. The fact that she might have to watch herself do this is just salt in the wound - mostly because she's really not anywhere close to a professional actor. At least she's managing to get some real embarrassment into her tone (and expression, considering the flush rising in her cheeks). She's no stranger to sex - or the hotel - but this is still different from... well. Most of her experiences. Underneath Clara's hand, there's definite tension in her back, but Red puts up with all of it.
Like Clara, she has no desire to have to start all over again.
She takes a breath - and then there's a cool hand against her upturned ass, the rather lacey black underwear not providing all that much coverage. There's a little noise from her - not really a squeak, but a sound of surprise and her frame shivers. There's a touch of arousal rising through the embarrassment and she can't help but half hope that it continues. At least that might make this a little more bearable. She glances over her shoulder with a slight jerk of her chin. An acknowledgement of the tap - and then she has to get her next line out. ]
I will, I promise I will-!
[ A part of her is irritated that her character is knuckling under so pathetically, but - well. She didn't write the script, did she? Her legs work a little wider, her frame dipping a little, her as sticking a little higher - the camera work focuses on that and the contrast of Clara's pale hand against the darker skin of Red's ass. ]
Please, you don't have to do this to me! [ If she could roll her eyes without getting caught, she would. ]
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Like Clara, she has no desire to have to start all over again.
She takes a breath - and then there's a cool hand against her upturned ass, the rather lacey black underwear not providing all that much coverage. There's a little noise from her - not really a squeak, but a sound of surprise and her frame shivers. There's a touch of arousal rising through the embarrassment and she can't help but half hope that it continues. At least that might make this a little more bearable. She glances over her shoulder with a slight jerk of her chin. An acknowledgement of the tap - and then she has to get her next line out. ]
I will, I promise I will-!
[ A part of her is irritated that her character is knuckling under so pathetically, but - well. She didn't write the script, did she? Her legs work a little wider, her frame dipping a little, her as sticking a little higher - the camera work focuses on that and the contrast of Clara's pale hand against the darker skin of Red's ass. ]
Please, you don't have to do this to me! [ If she could roll her eyes without getting caught, she would. ]