[The makeshift poise she clung to in this moment was little more than a parody of her usual calm. Her voice almost stays stable and smooth, but that barely-there brush of his thumb made her hips jerk and her breath stutter. No one could blame her for the soft little whine she lets out as he uses more force. No one could ever.]
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[The makeshift poise she clung to in this moment was little more than a parody of her usual calm. Her voice almost stays stable and smooth, but that barely-there brush of his thumb made her hips jerk and her breath stutter. No one could blame her for the soft little whine she lets out as he uses more force. No one could ever.]
Su... kuna...