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ilsa ([personal profile] demonsgt) wrote in [community profile] ercookies 2020-11-29 05:27 am (UTC)

[ She's never been much affected by flattery. Any man who'd ever spared her a compliment quickly ran the other way when they learned what she was really like.

But she knows that won't happen with Eustace, and somehow, that makes the compliment feel more genuine, perhaps not wholly motivated by the magic affecting them. It's a good thing he can't see her expression right now, because her face warms and her gaze diverts. ]


Never knew you had this side to you...

[ She inhales sharply and tries to steady herself, already feeling as if she may have gotten in over her head at the feel of Eustace's mouth pleasuring her. Already, a small, pleading moan escapes her lips, making her feel slightly self-conscious at how easily she's beginning to crumble.

She rocks her hips further against his lips, seeking out more of his tongue, breathing growing ragged as every little lick sends a shiver down her spine. She's cautious enough not to crush him, still holding on to a bit of restraint. ]


Harder... please. More pressure... [ She'd suggested this position initially because of the power it let her keep in this situation— but she's quickly finding that perhaps she was misguided in that respect. ]

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