[ Turning her face into the bed just so, she muffles the moan she breathes. It's impossible to keep her body from squirming beneath him, however; what's more, the clamour of the shackles only broadcasts it! ]
Do you-- want it like this, always?
[ Her voice is quiet, though the words roll from her tongue like honey, sweet and thick with desire. ]
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Do you-- want it like this, always?
[ Her voice is quiet, though the words roll from her tongue like honey, sweet and thick with desire. ]