[She can hardly stand to look at herself, too embarrassed to see that he's already started to make that mess of her. How her lips are red and swollen even without the kisses that she so, so desires, as they fall open, how her skin glistens with sweat, how her hips slowly rock into his hand in their silent pleas.]
N-no...
[Though, her protest is playful, squeaked out of her in a voice that is barely heard over the roar of her blood in her head, and her own brand of dark heat simmers in her eyes when she lifts her gaze to his, lips quirked into a shy grin.
Another rattle of chains as she nudges the cuffs closer to him with her foot.]
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N-no...
[Though, her protest is playful, squeaked out of her in a voice that is barely heard over the roar of her blood in her head, and her own brand of dark heat simmers in her eyes when she lifts her gaze to his, lips quirked into a shy grin.
Another rattle of chains as she nudges the cuffs closer to him with her foot.]
I... have to get back in the morning...