greyscale time

[hg80]

[eh. fair. her chest was much smaller than what he was used to seeing, but then again- it was also the chest of a great heiress. of course, he felt victorious even being able to see her body and everything that came with it. he nodded at her, one of total approval, and he went to undo his belt.]

I hope so, I've learned my lesson from Pyrrha- [he unzipped his pants as well, hooking the waist with his thumbs he pushed down his black pants and allowed them to fall to the ground. he was wearing just his underwear now, and he smirked at weiss. he didn't make a display of himself, he knew he was already a fine specimen, so he was curious as to what she was going to do.]

-that I must choose my battles wisely.... or something along those lines. [seriously.]

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[whiteas]

[ A nod. That was it? Weiss was giving him one of those looks like he was clearly not appreciating enough, but she didn't say anything. She didn't want him to suck up to her or anything, even if she gave him looks when he wasn't doing as much as she had hoped. ]

There's no shame in retreating from a battle when you have the disadvantage.

[ Weiss took a few steps closer to him now as she slipped her skirt off and let it fall to the floor, panties matching her bra revealing themselves. ]

But we've both got a pretty decent advantage right now. Even if you're still terrible at romance. [ Like you're much better, Weiss... criticizing your naked boyfriend... At least there's a little smile on her lips. Then she just kind of.. quickly peeked down. Then up at his face again. Brief peek, shh. ]