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"Oh you bet! They could put it on the cover~" She struck a pose, gesturing threateningly toward an imaginary boyfriend. Not that Sasuke would let himself make a poor showing, of course, but the fantasy of what she'd do was still fun.
Okay, maybe she had a tiiiiny streak of cheerful violence in her. Just a tiny one, mind.
The kiss, at least, he can do. Especially if she keeps pushing into his mouth like that, 'cause that's definitely what he likes. Ah, fuck, and she's pulling him closer and that's good too, he definitely likes it when she's pushy like this. His head tilts back slightly in surrender, silently asking her to continue like she is, even as his hand drags up the back of her neck to wind into the hair pulled tautly up towards the base of her braid. He can handle this okay.
- Oh, whoa. That's. Weird.
She shifts in his lap and pushes down, and there's almost a hollow instead of a bulge. He's not sure how to feel about that. He rocks up a little, but the friction isn't nearly what he's used to. The disappointment is visceral.
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"Oh you bet! They could put it on the cover~" She struck a pose, gesturing threateningly toward an imaginary boyfriend. Not that Sasuke would let himself make a poor showing, of course, but the fantasy of what she'd do was still fun.
Okay, maybe she had a tiiiiny streak of cheerful violence in her. Just a tiny one, mind.
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The kiss, at least, he can do. Especially if she keeps pushing into his mouth like that, 'cause that's definitely what he likes. Ah, fuck, and she's pulling him closer and that's good too, he definitely likes it when she's pushy like this. His head tilts back slightly in surrender, silently asking her to continue like she is, even as his hand drags up the back of her neck to wind into the hair pulled tautly up towards the base of her braid. He can handle this okay.
- Oh, whoa. That's. Weird.
She shifts in his lap and pushes down, and there's almost a hollow instead of a bulge. He's not sure how to feel about that. He rocks up a little, but the friction isn't nearly what he's used to. The disappointment is visceral.
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