She flushes, pleased, her eyes still violet when he says it usually takes him much longer to recover.
She gasps as his fingers slip inside of her, rocks against his hand.
She's a bit confused by what he's asking at first, but then it clicks. She slides forward, trying to line her body up correctly. "You will be able to breathe?" she asks.
And the question of whether he will REMEMBER to breathe.
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Date: 2024-03-31 11:46 pm (UTC)She gasps as his fingers slip inside of her, rocks against his hand.
She's a bit confused by what he's asking at first, but then it clicks. She slides forward, trying to line her body up correctly. "You will be able to breathe?" she asks.
And the question of whether he will REMEMBER to breathe.