[ he gropes a little more harshly, that inhuman strength bleeding into his grip. the pads of daan's fingers grazing down the back of his neck sends a jolt of electricity down his spine, hairs standing on end. cloud leans in and nips at the crook of daan's neck. ]
Our clothes coming off, for one. [ then comes a thought-- ] We're already at the table. We can start here and make our way around throughout the day. Think you can handle that?
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[ he gropes a little more harshly, that inhuman strength bleeding into his grip. the pads of daan's fingers grazing down the back of his neck sends a jolt of electricity down his spine, hairs standing on end. cloud leans in and nips at the crook of daan's neck. ]
Our clothes coming off, for one. [ then comes a thought-- ] We're already at the table. We can start here and make our way around throughout the day. Think you can handle that?