[once again, she opens her mouth to snap at him, but instead she gasps, the tiniest sound of pleasure escaping her. but she gets herself together, blue eyes turning into ice as she glares at him.]
I know I started it, and I'll... I'll finish it, but could you at least ask? Or promise to be gentle? [the glare shifts into exasperation, and she tries to shove his hand off her.] Please?
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I know I started it, and I'll... I'll finish it, but could you at least ask? Or promise to be gentle? [the glare shifts into exasperation, and she tries to shove his hand off her.] Please?