[Zetta expected as much -- She doesn't think she's ever known him to not be prepared. She leans over to pick up the jacket, and stays that way, knowing the view that it's giving Riley right now.
Riley, who clearly doesn't have any blood left in his brain, all of it having long since rushed downward and hasn't left. His fingers twitch like he's thinking about reaching for her, pulling her back down onto him by the hips.]
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Riley, who clearly doesn't have any blood left in his brain, all of it having long since rushed downward and hasn't left. His fingers twitch like he's thinking about reaching for her, pulling her back down onto him by the hips.]