Annabelle smiles and bites her lip, and a little laugh bubbles from her. She reaches a hand forward to playfully give his head a gentle shove, simultaneously mussing his hair a bit in the process.

"That's because if that's true, you've selfishly kept it to yourself."

This banter makes her cunt feel like it's on fire. It's awful, but also wonderful; the energy they're exchanging is intoxicating.