[ She should've known better than to even ask, huh. And he's barely even gotten started - by the time he's done she's probably going to be marked with his teeth all up and down her body. The prospect of it, of having to see them all over her skin every time she gets changed or bathes for however long it takes them to heal... her stomach flips. That sensation of her head overflowing with steam is back. But she certainly doesn't hate it.
His touch has her squirming again. Every time she thinks she's fully aware of just how far over the edge they've gone, it hits her again. Just how is she supposed to pull back and make this all stop before they go too far?
At this point, why would she even want to? ]
You're having way too much fun right now. You're awful.
[ Sullen and heated as her voice is, it's a little playful as well. ]
How am I supposed to kiss you when you're so busy with that?
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His touch has her squirming again. Every time she thinks she's fully aware of just how far over the edge they've gone, it hits her again. Just how is she supposed to pull back and make this all stop before they go too far?
At this point, why would she even want to? ]
You're having way too much fun right now. You're awful.
[ Sullen and heated as her voice is, it's a little playful as well. ]
How am I supposed to kiss you when you're so busy with that?