[ yeah, Herlock, she's making this easy for you! seduction couldn't be simpler. her lashes flutter a few times as she blinks, unspeaking, unmoving... then she closes her eyes; they fall still upon her cheeks.
the muscles protest. his touch is sore, achy. she isn't a masochist, either, but there is something pleasurable to it. here and there, he prompts a flinch, her painted lips tightening, or her tail's tip flicking abruptly where it drapes in a loose S-shape beside his knee. ]
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the muscles protest. his touch is sore, achy. she isn't a masochist, either, but there is something pleasurable to it. here and there, he prompts a flinch, her painted lips tightening, or her tail's tip flicking abruptly where it drapes in a loose S-shape beside his knee. ]
Ah.