[ she hums a pleased little sound as his fingers find her bare skin, arching up into the touch like a cat being stroked in a favorite spot. ]
Does that mean you wouldn’t like hearing it? Even if I was like... [ and she lets her voice go soft and breathy, lashes fluttering. ] Please, Ignis, yes, Ignis...!
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Does that mean you wouldn’t like hearing it? Even if I was like... [ and she lets her voice go soft and breathy, lashes fluttering. ] Please, Ignis, yes, Ignis...!