[how strange is it that these two are so close to each other, prepared to share, at the very least, a night. everything about them seems to be opposition-- he's a monster of a man, scarred muscle and hulking power, and she is fair beauty, with porcelain skin and so delicate in comparison to him. but scars don't scare her, no matter how many there are. if anything, she's curious about them, wanting to trace along them with her fingers, but she doesn't touch them. instead, one of her hands join his on his dick, her touches light and a bit teasing.]
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Then... what would you like me to do, Date?