"Amber, I think before we do anything we should have a talk about safety." You tell her.
She just looks down at you with her arms crossed, shaking her head, before she bends over and reaches down to grab you.
You turn around and try to dart in another direction, her hand stops short but her eyes follow you running.
"You drank that whole vial of strange shrinking potion without asking me and you're lecturing me about being safe."
She seems unchallenged by your attempt to escape, she knows she can easily catch you, and it's just part of the game.
She walks to the other side of the couch and plucks you up holding you by your chest between her thumb and index finger before holding you in front of her face.
"Listen, I was supposed to get some dick from you tonight, and now... you're a bit lacking. So I'm gonna put your tiny hands to work."
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