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Lannis
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Cinereus lost himself in the feeling of her lips against his. He reluctantly broke away when his lungs demanded air, moving to nibble the side of her neck. His hands slipped under her tank top to trace patterns against her heated skin. His back began protesting at the position they were in. He ignored it in favor of the temptress in his lap. With the taste of her skin on his lips, and the feel of her soft body in his hands, he wondered why he had so much trouble giving up a bit of pride.
When he could no longer ignore the complaints of his back, he shifted his hands to under her thighs and picked her up and carried her the short distance to the bed. "You should consider yourself lucky, my dear Alesani, that I am not in a mood to inflict and pain tonight."
When he could no longer ignore the complaints of his back, he shifted his hands to under her thighs and picked her up and carried her the short distance to the bed. "You should consider yourself lucky, my dear Alesani, that I am not in a mood to inflict and pain tonight."