[ Her back arches from the rush of sensation—first pain, then gentle tongue against skin. ]
Hn, I'm... really strange, aren't I.
[ she knows. she knows a lot of her tastes aren't normal, and there's a hot flush of something like shame that courses through her, but it doesn't cool down her arousal at all, and she shivers when Sekhmet snatches her hand to lick the wet from her fingers. ]
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[ Her back arches from the rush of sensation—first pain, then gentle tongue against skin. ]
Hn, I'm... really strange, aren't I.
[ she knows. she knows a lot of her tastes aren't normal, and there's a hot flush of something like shame that courses through her, but it doesn't cool down her arousal at all, and she shivers when Sekhmet snatches her hand to lick the wet from her fingers. ]
You said—you said I shouldn't stop, but—