"That, you must tell me," she points out, her voice reasonable but her eyes twinkling at him before she turns her attention back to his chest, brushing her mouth over his skin. "Should it come to pass." Her hands wander further down to his hips, caressing down to his thighs, all the while avoiding the place that most seems to demand her attention.
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Date: 2019-02-21 12:35 am (UTC)