[ lottie might not think of her behaviour as good, but jinx doesn’t mind it, pleased to feel her twitch and shudder under her hands. plenty capable of holding her still. jinx doesn’t deny her, anyway: spreading her thighs wider, kissing her cunt, pushing her tongue deeper. as attentive in this as she is in her workshop, trying to give lottie whatever makes her tremble. repeating anything that prompts a sweet sound. it’s good, it’s right, and it’s not enough, her need a chasm, the endless deep of dark water. ]
So? [ teasing, like the finger brushing over her clit, to make up for depriving lottie of her mouth. barely there, at first, watching for her reaction. elongated canines drag up her thigh, struck by the urge to bite mark claim, decorating her skin as she would her most precious inventions. it starts with a playful nip to her tender flesh, just to take the edge off. her eyes flit higher, catching on lottie’s hands, confused and out of place. her expression softens, even as she rolls lottie’s clit between her fingertips. ]
So what?
[ fingers dragging lower to take up the abandoned work of her tongue, dipping into her slick folds with an appreciative sigh. immediately, jinx realises that’s what she wants, to take her. ]
So good? [ her voice husks low, instructive, ] Do you want a little more? [ heavy-lidded, her own yearning made obvious. ] Hold onto me. Tell me. I’ll give it to you.
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So? [ teasing, like the finger brushing over her clit, to make up for depriving lottie of her mouth. barely there, at first, watching for her reaction. elongated canines drag up her thigh, struck by the urge to bite mark claim, decorating her skin as she would her most precious inventions. it starts with a playful nip to her tender flesh, just to take the edge off. her eyes flit higher, catching on lottie’s hands, confused and out of place. her expression softens, even as she rolls lottie’s clit between her fingertips. ]
So what?
[ fingers dragging lower to take up the abandoned work of her tongue, dipping into her slick folds with an appreciative sigh. immediately, jinx realises that’s what she wants, to take her. ]
So good? [ her voice husks low, instructive, ] Do you want a little more? [ heavy-lidded, her own yearning made obvious. ] Hold onto me. Tell me. I’ll give it to you.