The blood magic hasn't been dispersed in their brief conflict, and she experiences desire in the same physical way as him. Her cheeks even feel hot, whether that's part of the facade or her two combined hungers.
(These are no cheap, scratchy stockings to chafe on his cock; some other lover left her with these. Given how they match her underwear, two guesses as to which one.)
Her foot crushes him just shy of causing damage in a daring experiment with pressure. "Good boy, stay down."
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The blood magic hasn't been dispersed in their brief conflict, and she experiences desire in the same physical way as him. Her cheeks even feel hot, whether that's part of the facade or her two combined hungers.
(These are no cheap, scratchy stockings to chafe on his cock; some other lover left her with these. Given how they match her underwear, two guesses as to which one.)
Her foot crushes him just shy of causing damage in a daring experiment with pressure. "Good boy, stay down."