[There’s approval writ in every line of her face, every note of her voice; he’s close to being ready, and a thrill goes down her spine at the thought of what follows. A few more moments, making sure he’s nice and relaxed, and then she pulls out her fingers, slowly, bit by bit. She sits up, surveying him almost imperiously, her expression almost hungry.]
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[There’s approval writ in every line of her face, every note of her voice; he’s close to being ready, and a thrill goes down her spine at the thought of what follows. A few more moments, making sure he’s nice and relaxed, and then she pulls out her fingers, slowly, bit by bit. She sits up, surveying him almost imperiously, her expression almost hungry.]