[... what a fascinating turn of events. But it obviously loves it, its gaze lidded and lips parted softly with its heated breath, its body rocking subtly into each touch.
When it speaks, its voice is warm and loose, more breath than anything else.]
You already know...
[Over the Bond, he can feel the tension-- the way the muscles of its stomach are wound tight, the warm, hazy cloud that's settled over its mind as its hands move to press at Connor's chest.]
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When it speaks, its voice is warm and loose, more breath than anything else.]
You already know...
[Over the Bond, he can feel the tension-- the way the muscles of its stomach are wound tight, the warm, hazy cloud that's settled over its mind as its hands move to press at Connor's chest.]