He notices her fingers stumbling about, and tightens his hold on her hair slightly. "I can always sew them back on, you know." And he'll just pause and smile for a moment.
He then lets one finger purposefully move against her, gliding back and forth firmly and slowly. "I was going to say 'how many alphabets they know'." He nips at her ear and lets his tongue graze the soft skin.
And now he'll start pushing her back onto the bed.
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