[ He's going to die, this is how it ends, with a view of Jester's tits cupped in lace. Fucking RIP Fjord. ]
Then, [ it's better if he sits up, he decides, gathering her close around the waist and sliding a hand down to drift across her hidden clit, ] kiss me.
[ Not that he waits for permission, kissing her firmly from the off so she can start to relax and lose track of how bare she is by comparison. The slide of satin makes his fingertips slippery over her heat, working his whole hand underneath her to feel how wet she is and cradle her. ]
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Then, [ it's better if he sits up, he decides, gathering her close around the waist and sliding a hand down to drift across her hidden clit, ] kiss me.
[ Not that he waits for permission, kissing her firmly from the off so she can start to relax and lose track of how bare she is by comparison. The slide of satin makes his fingertips slippery over her heat, working his whole hand underneath her to feel how wet she is and cradle her. ]