[Even without the Bond, the surprise in Fang's sudden pause was palpable—for a shred of an instant she wondered if she'd done something wrong. It melted away quickly enough, her surprise replaced by intrigued curiosity.]
[Fang leaned back as told, her hands dragging slowly across Chariot's body as they retreated, and she smiled her understanding up at her Bonded with hunger. With the onset of warmer weather, Fang only wore enough to be decent; shorts and brassiere like she she wore under her sari, and her jewelry.]
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[Fang leaned back as told, her hands dragging slowly across Chariot's body as they retreated, and she smiled her understanding up at her Bonded with hunger. With the onset of warmer weather, Fang only wore enough to be decent; shorts and brassiere like she she wore under her sari, and her jewelry.]
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