[The little inhale she takes when he touches her, however lightly, is already shuddery in its sound, like she's already battling with a needy moan. What comes out instead is a laugh, sharp and fast.]
Aren't I already one? [Mae, please.
But oh, oh the image it paints in her head. The look on Josh's face, the rough friction of rope against skin, that's... It's not like they haven't been adventurous as fuck. It's not as if they both aren't responsible for restructuring Mae's kinks and giving her new ones altogether. It's not like they can't keep doing it; she's open, and she trusts.]
What do you think he'd do? When he finds me like that? [When, not if. Signed the deal already, see.]
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Aren't I already one? [Mae, please.
But oh, oh the image it paints in her head. The look on Josh's face, the rough friction of rope against skin, that's... It's not like they haven't been adventurous as fuck. It's not as if they both aren't responsible for restructuring Mae's kinks and giving her new ones altogether. It's not like they can't keep doing it; she's open, and she trusts.]
What do you think he'd do? When he finds me like that? [When, not if. Signed the deal already, see.]