[Creating a found family with other random people in a sex murder dungeon was such a bad, horrible idea.]
Ah... Thank you...
[For a bit, he can handle going on this way, but there's a fire in the pit of him below the navel he can't ignore. A kind of itch he can't scratch. His fingers dig into her hips when she comes down to keep her there, and then they race up to her side so he can flip them carefully over along the desk.]
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Ah... Thank you...
[For a bit, he can handle going on this way, but there's a fire in the pit of him below the navel he can't ignore. A kind of itch he can't scratch. His fingers dig into her hips when she comes down to keep her there, and then they race up to her side so he can flip them carefully over along the desk.]