[ she lives in a dorm full of teenagers, Sholmes. she cannot get caught making out in a grave. if literally even one of them catches wind of this, she may literally never hear the end of it
though she's not so quiet herself, now that he's trending downwards--she hisses, arches herself into him, because oh, good. that's lovely. her tail ripples and clenches around his forearm. even her thighs tense where they hook over his hips. she does not appear to be adept at obfuscating her reactions. ]
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though she's not so quiet herself, now that he's trending downwards--she hisses, arches herself into him, because oh, good. that's lovely. her tail ripples and clenches around his forearm. even her thighs tense where they hook over his hips. she does not appear to be adept at obfuscating her reactions. ]
You won't be able to reach...