ᴅᴀᴘʜɴᴇ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇʀᴛᴏɴ (
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2024-12-03 08:26 am (UTC)
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[ Daphne didn’t even piece together what ‘sleep with me’ meant; she’s thoroughly unprepared for what he follows with, though her body is anything but.
Warmth spreads across her lower belly, working its way down to between her thighs. A similar warmth blooms in her face.
When she speaks, it’s breathy, but not repudiation. Her hand has not budged. ]
What... stuff?
[ Humor her. ]
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Warmth spreads across her lower belly, working its way down to between her thighs. A similar warmth blooms in her face.
When she speaks, it’s breathy, but not repudiation. Her hand has not budged. ]
What... stuff? [ Humor her. ]