[Well, Fang didn't require much encouragement to begin kneading and caressing with her hand.]
[Chariot's own dexterity was nothing to scoff at. Nimble fingers, those, a performer's hands, and Fang let her head fall back against the bed as they traced lower. It's not a surprise to find her wet and wanting, and "almost" too aggressive...]
[Well, "almost" she could handle. The urgency, the decisiveness, was rather refreshing really, and her hips pushed forward hungrily. Fang sighed contentedly.]
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[Chariot's own dexterity was nothing to scoff at. Nimble fingers, those, a performer's hands, and Fang let her head fall back against the bed as they traced lower. It's not a surprise to find her wet and wanting, and "almost" too aggressive...]
[Well, "almost" she could handle. The urgency, the decisiveness, was rather refreshing really, and her hips pushed forward hungrily. Fang sighed contentedly.]
I could get used to this...