[ Chariot drank up the wine, drank up Fang, and still found herself thirsty. A shower was the furthest thing in her thoughts, though she knew well they'd both need one after all of this. No, she moved yet lower, hands now tugging away the last bit of Fang's sari, any bit of clothes, to leave her Bonded entirely bear for her.
Her kisses, her bites, trailed into the dip of Fang's hip, edging towards her core, literally feeling herself sweat in the heat that radiated from her lover. It wasn't long before she was drawing her tongue along her folds, fully tasting her, and finding her plan of being deliberate and slow a lot harder to hold to... ]
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Her kisses, her bites, trailed into the dip of Fang's hip, edging towards her core, literally feeling herself sweat in the heat that radiated from her lover. It wasn't long before she was drawing her tongue along her folds, fully tasting her, and finding her plan of being deliberate and slow a lot harder to hold to... ]