[ She was doing wonderful work towards that end so far. Fang had Chariot completely wrapped around her finger, though perhaps that metaphor wasn't so fitting beneath her bonded's bonfire of desires and passions. But either way, every single touch made Chariot tremor, bite her lip to stifle a moan, roll her back and hips beneath Fang.
For someone who'd been so tired moving her arms was a herculian task before, she felt like she couldn't stop moving now, squirming under her bonded. Her free hand moved to the closure of her skirt, fussing with the buttons, letting out a frustrated whimper. ]
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For someone who'd been so tired moving her arms was a herculian task before, she felt like she couldn't stop moving now, squirming under her bonded. Her free hand moved to the closure of her skirt, fussing with the buttons, letting out a frustrated whimper. ]