Cliff stuck his finger in his ear and frowned at her as she shrieked. If he wasn’t hard of hearing already he was going to be by the time this was all said and done; she was so loud and it was a bloody miracle someone from the house didn’t come out and see what in the world was going on with her. Brown hues glanced down at himself, shirtless and pant less, before he flicked his gaze back to her. He shrugged. “What does it look like I’m doing? You have eyes.” Cliff motioned at himself; Ida said to take his shoes off plus she’d said that he wouldn’t be able to do the same thing as a dog as he would as a human, right? Last time he checked, dogs didn’t wear clothes.
He wasn’t a complete idiot.
She turned around and Clifford frowned. Ida was certainly a woman who couldn’t seem to make up her mind as to what she wanted; it wasn’t as if he’d stripped to proposition her for anything. He was just trying not to dirty clothes and help this process along; hell, he worked without a shirt half the time when he was on the farm and not once did Algernon shriek at him or refuse to look at him. He wasn't ugly (or he hoped not), and her eyes wouldn't burn from her eyes by just looking at him. “Well Ms. Scientist, I do have some clothes on because last time I checked underwear counted! I have some dignity and I wasn’t going to take them off even if you asked nicely.” Cliff scoffed at her.
Bending down, Cliff scooped up her wand by his feet and stepped forward toward her. “Like this? C’mon. It doesn’t look like anything. You’re clothed and I’m sure as hell not asking.” It would never cross his mind that Ida was a debutante; he didn’t deal with many of them. He was sure he’d catch Meena in bed with someone years down the line or she’d show up pregnant. The fact that he was standing in his underwear in front of her, alone, wasn’t a bother - he wasn’t interested in having relations with anyone, let alone a woman who’d threatened him. And one he’d just met.
He shuffled his feet forward, stepping out of the pants that pooled around his ankles along the way, and gently pressed the tip of her wand into her lower back. If Ida wasn’t going to turn around, he was going to force it; she was tall for a woman but he still had a few inches on her, and Cliff shuffled closer to her. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings -” Because that was exactly what he did, right? “But please take your wand back. I don’t wanna dirty clothes that aren’t mine, or ruin ‘em, but I swear I won’t get naked.” Cliff took a deep breath and poked her again. She smelled good. “I promise.”
He wasn’t a complete idiot.
She turned around and Clifford frowned. Ida was certainly a woman who couldn’t seem to make up her mind as to what she wanted; it wasn’t as if he’d stripped to proposition her for anything. He was just trying not to dirty clothes and help this process along; hell, he worked without a shirt half the time when he was on the farm and not once did Algernon shriek at him or refuse to look at him. He wasn't ugly (or he hoped not), and her eyes wouldn't burn from her eyes by just looking at him. “Well Ms. Scientist, I do have some clothes on because last time I checked underwear counted! I have some dignity and I wasn’t going to take them off even if you asked nicely.” Cliff scoffed at her.
Bending down, Cliff scooped up her wand by his feet and stepped forward toward her. “Like this? C’mon. It doesn’t look like anything. You’re clothed and I’m sure as hell not asking.” It would never cross his mind that Ida was a debutante; he didn’t deal with many of them. He was sure he’d catch Meena in bed with someone years down the line or she’d show up pregnant. The fact that he was standing in his underwear in front of her, alone, wasn’t a bother - he wasn’t interested in having relations with anyone, let alone a woman who’d threatened him. And one he’d just met.
He shuffled his feet forward, stepping out of the pants that pooled around his ankles along the way, and gently pressed the tip of her wand into her lower back. If Ida wasn’t going to turn around, he was going to force it; she was tall for a woman but he still had a few inches on her, and Cliff shuffled closer to her. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings -” Because that was exactly what he did, right? “But please take your wand back. I don’t wanna dirty clothes that aren’t mine, or ruin ‘em, but I swear I won’t get naked.” Cliff took a deep breath and poked her again. She smelled good. “I promise.”
[Please feel free to hit Cliff at your leisure; he probably deserves it.]
![[Image: UcvylhE.png]](https://i.imgur.com/UcvylhE.png)