[ shudders briefly as his hands trail up her sides, pausing for a moment in scratching him, in teasing him, in everything save for the anticipation of being touched more, feeling him even closer than this,
when she speaks again it's soft, the smallest tremble to her voice ]
If it's just Luci, and me - ... that's what I was saying, wasn't it? That you're our pet . . . ?
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when she speaks again it's soft, the smallest tremble to her voice ]
If it's just Luci, and me - ... that's what I was saying, wasn't it? That you're our pet . . . ?