[You know, it's really hard to be a smartass when your breathing turns shallow and excited, and you're curling your fingers into a fist on the desk because that suck was so good. So good, she could've sworn she felt it right between her legs. It's hard, he makes life difficult for her.] Yeah, what's that? Holding me down for it and pretending like you had no part in my schemes?
[Because, sorry, but who has their hand close to between her legs now, and who's squirming at whose mercy? She wonders.
She also wonders at that other thing. So maybe he'll tell her, his method.]
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[Because, sorry, but who has their hand close to between her legs now, and who's squirming at whose mercy? She wonders.
She also wonders at that other thing. So maybe he'll tell her, his method.]