[It's those little things that Sypha knows, that she could press further if she so desired, that she has pressed further in the past. She may well return there again later, but she has her own agenda, and she hums, fingers drumming against his side.
He is very distracting, especially as he seems to be covering every inch of her flesh with his mouth. Her voice gives a measure of calm, but the flush on her skin and the measure of her heartbeat claim others.]
Mhmm. The gummy army demands some territories to be surrendered.
[Like his shirt, to begin with... Other items are certain to follow, as she moves to draw the fabric slowly up, fingers exploring his skin as if it were unexplored land and she needed to memorize the lay of it. Of course she has seen him before, has been with him before, but it never gets old or tiresome.]
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He is very distracting, especially as he seems to be covering every inch of her flesh with his mouth. Her voice gives a measure of calm, but the flush on her skin and the measure of her heartbeat claim others.]
Mhmm. The gummy army demands some territories to be surrendered.
[Like his shirt, to begin with... Other items are certain to follow, as she moves to draw the fabric slowly up, fingers exploring his skin as if it were unexplored land and she needed to memorize the lay of it. Of course she has seen him before, has been with him before, but it never gets old or tiresome.]