[ She'd definitely never heard him say something like that. Didn't even imagine it was possible. She felt like she was tasting something truly taboo in that moment, a much more honest version of Ramesses, a much more raw. It translated into his motions, his touch. There was urgency there she'd never experienced before, a true and honest desperation in his roughness. ]
Baise moi... fais moi perdre la tête...
[ She'd be just as vulgar in turn. And in truth she wasn't far from it. Her mind was being flushed about by bliss, drowned out in the sensations he was overwhelming her with. The magic reflected that in turn, growing more chaotic, more formless, until her wings were simply ribbons of light wrapping about them both, binding them together... ]
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Baise moi... fais moi perdre la tête...
[ She'd be just as vulgar in turn. And in truth she wasn't far from it. Her mind was being flushed about by bliss, drowned out in the sensations he was overwhelming her with. The magic reflected that in turn, growing more chaotic, more formless, until her wings were simply ribbons of light wrapping about them both, binding them together... ]