[His hand gives a little quiver against hers, obviously feigned. What's actually shaking is his lips, as he tries (admirably, but poorly) to look afraid and not smile instead.
[He cracks pretty much immediately, all trace of false fear vanishing as he ducks his head, trying to conceal his laugh. Ahh, he failed. She's too cute, there's no escape.]
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In a strained voice: ]
...How about now?
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don't laugh don't laugh don't laugh]
I'm- I'm shaking. In my boots. Can you feel it?
[His hand gives a little quiver against hers, obviously feigned. What's actually shaking is his lips, as he tries (admirably, but poorly) to look afraid and not smile instead.
DON'T LAUGH DON'T LAUGH]
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