[ The way he speaks, voice low, deep with the echo of their shared desire and his natural timbre makes her shiver, something flush running through her. Lauralae has always found such things attractive, has always wanted to bend to someone who could inspire such within her - the awe and fear of power, the desire to have more, the knowledge that she could be handled and moved. The mingling of fear mixed with the burn of desire that made her feel strangely untethered before now.
He is large and imposing, and she is small and slight, but she knows she could break away if she wanted to. She has her cursed hands, for all that he enjoys it, and she has her magic returned to her. If she was truly under threat, she could turn into a spider and disappear into the undergrowth, never to be seen again... But she is not under threat.
The pleasure burns at her.
Lauralae does not try to move from his grip, does not do anything but gaze at him, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips. She can almost taste the shared want in the air, and it makes her eyes flicker closed for a moment as she breathes in and out with sharp breaths. She could bare her fangs to him, threaten him with her bite, but she thinks he would enjoy that all the more. ]
It does. More than is usual.
[ She is a wild animal. ]
You have me caught, cousin. What will you do with me, now your hunt is won?
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He is large and imposing, and she is small and slight, but she knows she could break away if she wanted to. She has her cursed hands, for all that he enjoys it, and she has her magic returned to her. If she was truly under threat, she could turn into a spider and disappear into the undergrowth, never to be seen again... But she is not under threat.
The pleasure burns at her.
Lauralae does not try to move from his grip, does not do anything but gaze at him, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips. She can almost taste the shared want in the air, and it makes her eyes flicker closed for a moment as she breathes in and out with sharp breaths. She could bare her fangs to him, threaten him with her bite, but she thinks he would enjoy that all the more. ]
It does. More than is usual.
[ She is a wild animal. ]
You have me caught, cousin. What will you do with me, now your hunt is won?