"He's left me sore doing that," Sinthia murmured, something she'd never confessed directly to Illya though she's sure he was aware; when Solo laid down beside her, she shifted over to put his head near her lap. "You'll look beautiful letting my boyfriend fuck you," she said quietly, voice pitched low and intimate as she stroked Solo's shoulders and chest, tracing the muscles with ease and obvious knowledge of where they lay under the skin.
"I want to hear the sounds you make when we make you come."
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Date: 2016-05-01 10:13 pm (UTC)"I want to hear the sounds you make when we make you come."