and into his ear, that rasping and fast Rashemi: ] Mmh, ensnared in my web, my little paw... Mine to toy with and devour. I want to coat you in my blood and brim with you, from my every pore, all of me also all of you. Make you cry out. Make you cry. It is not enough to be enthralled. We should be depraved.
[He’s hungry for her. She’s succeeded in that, certainly. The way he gazes down at her like a predator seeking its last scrap of prey, complete with the tilt of his own smile.
But also. As a sort of revenge…
He just reaches down and tries to tickle her sides. To see her writhe. To surprise her. She thinks she’s so clever — she is, but he’ll be a gremlin for a moment before he decides to fuck her mouth.]
[ the urge comes to kiss that wicked mouth of his.
she doesn't get to indulge in it, instead seizing up as he tickles her. Sprezzatura Vaux is not immune. stiffening, she grabs at his biceps just above the elbows, with her nails once more digging in. in other universes, she is a gentler woman to him. not this one. ]
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[ unless—no. no. it's simply not feasible. digs her nails into that meat, enough to leave the marks she hates but Henry appears to love. ]
But it is showing you are more than capable of getting what you want when you want it. So if you are here, like this... it is because you want to be.
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It’s his turn to laugh, though.]
Sprezzatura. Surely you don’t think that’s some kind of secret.
[Another forward ruck, his cock snuggled hotly into her thigh.]
How happy I am, fucking you in any way possible.
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Smiles like that, he wants to etch into memory forever.]
Mm, what's that look for?
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[Help. That's weirdly cute, too.]
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Mm-hm.
Still want myself in your throat, but you’re going to have to let me go.
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unsubtle, she shudders. ]
Make me.
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But he wants to play a little.
Tries to reach for her arms to pry them away.]
If you say so.
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Oh, now I know you’re toying with me.
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[His fingers flex into her arms.]
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It does not seem so!
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Tries to push back with these twinky arms. We all know it’s futile.]
Ha… you sure? [Bold words.]
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[ KOALAS
and into his ear, that rasping and fast Rashemi: ] Mmh, ensnared in my web, my little paw... Mine to toy with and devour. I want to coat you in my blood and brim with you, from my every pore, all of me also all of you. Make you cry out. Make you cry. It is not enough to be enthralled. We should be depraved.
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WIGGLES USELESSLY]
Let me go. Let me fuck you.
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unfolds her arms and falls back on the bed with a smile like the cat who ate the canary. a gaze like that from Henry Creel can almost cut. ]
There he is.
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But also. As a sort of revenge…
He just reaches down and tries to tickle her sides. To see her writhe. To surprise her. She thinks she’s so clever — she is, but he’ll be a gremlin for a moment before he decides to fuck her mouth.]
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she doesn't get to indulge in it, instead seizing up as he tickles her. Sprezzatura Vaux is not immune. stiffening, she grabs at his biceps just above the elbows, with her nails once more digging in. in other universes, she is a gentler woman to him. not this one. ]
Stop that.
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She has his biceps, and there’s that sting again. But he can still wiggle his fingers. And he does.]
Make me.
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Well, that does make him stop.]
Oh? Did I find a secret weakness?
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crying again
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