[Jesterβs body feels like itβs set aflame, embers lighting wherever Fjordβs hands meet her skin; she shudders as he reaches between them to line himself up, feeling him slide through the dripping wetness between her thighs.
Her arms tighten around his broad shoulders, keeping her face buried in his throat as she reminds herself to relax and begins to sink down onto him. The stretch is immediately apparent, not painful but not quite comfortable, but she muscles through it, letting gravity pull her downward with a whimper.]
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Her arms tighten around his broad shoulders, keeping her face buried in his throat as she reminds herself to relax and begins to sink down onto him. The stretch is immediately apparent, not painful but not quite comfortable, but she muscles through it, letting gravity pull her downward with a whimper.]