[ A proper moan escapes her then, hands stilling as her back arches, eyes fluttering close. ]
Sweetling.
[ Another pointed roll, a hand flying to the back of his face to push him against her. A terrible weak point, so often neglected, but oh his mouth is sweet, and eager, and she wants to lose herself in it. ]
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Date: 2024-07-10 03:18 am (UTC)Sweetling.
[ Another pointed roll, a hand flying to the back of his face to push him against her. A terrible weak point, so often neglected, but oh his mouth is sweet, and eager, and she wants to lose herself in it. ]