[His muscles twitch and spasm at her kisses, his breath coming out in short gasps, fingers switching between gently grasping her hair and resting on her back. When her tongue reaches the line of lyrium, working up it, her lets out a low moan. ]
Jove. [It's whispered, heady and wanton, with almost a touch of reverence. ]
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[His muscles twitch and spasm at her kisses, his breath coming out in short gasps, fingers switching between gently grasping her hair and resting on her back. When her tongue reaches the line of lyrium, working up it, her lets out a low moan. ]
Jove. [It's whispered, heady and wanton, with almost a touch of reverence. ]