[ alina's voice a rasp as she breaks from ianthe's neck, breath releasing in a shudder as the nails wake her flesh up, reminding it to be sensitive, alert, vulnerable to ianthe. it feels good. the ease of it reassures her in a way that words never could. ]
Please, I need you too. [ her forehead presses against the back of ianthe's jaw as she whines, whines, whines. too often it seems like these are the only moments she feels good and whole anymore. ]
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[ alina's voice a rasp as she breaks from ianthe's neck, breath releasing in a shudder as the nails wake her flesh up, reminding it to be sensitive, alert, vulnerable to ianthe. it feels good. the ease of it reassures her in a way that words never could. ]
Please, I need you too. [ her forehead presses against the back of ianthe's jaw as she whines, whines, whines. too often it seems like these are the only moments she feels good and whole anymore. ]