[ It's a risky move and one he wouldn't attempt with just anyone, but considering the relationship they have and what he's most often content to do with her, to let her do to him, maybe he feels like he can get away with more sometimes, let the end of the leash she's holding slacken between them before she remembers to tighten her grip again. Beyond that, he cares about her, and he hopes that part comes through apart from everything else. He leans down, nuzzling his nose against the fall of her hair until he can get to that spot on her neck beneath her ear. ]
Mmhmm. Yes, ma'am. [ He sighs once, soft, when she squeezes him, and in that moment his move is decided for him; he crouches down just enough to tuck his arm beneath her thighs, scooping her up to hoist her against him before he starts carrying both of them toward the stairs heading up. If she wants to go upstairs, he'll take her there, bearing her slight weight easily in the curve of his arm with that wine bottle still clutched in the other hand. ]
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Mmhmm. Yes, ma'am. [ He sighs once, soft, when she squeezes him, and in that moment his move is decided for him; he crouches down just enough to tuck his arm beneath her thighs, scooping her up to hoist her against him before he starts carrying both of them toward the stairs heading up. If she wants to go upstairs, he'll take her there, bearing her slight weight easily in the curve of his arm with that wine bottle still clutched in the other hand. ]