Gonna - leave a fuckin' mark - [but damn if she sounds distressed about it. It's amazing she can talk at all. Her hand goes rough in his hair, keeping him down at her breast, fingers curling at the back of his skull.
Her thighs are clenched, sweating. She's so close. She can feel it - that much hasn't changed between bodies.]
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Her thighs are clenched, sweating. She's so close. She can feel it - that much hasn't changed between bodies.]