[It's quiet, breathy, her tone more acknowledging than anything, like there wasn't actually any doubt about whether Shrike wanted it or whether she was going to do it, only confirmation.
There's only so far she can get Shrike's panties off with her legs tied and splayed wide, but she pushes them down her hips enough to touch her directly, rubbing over her clit and then down to dip fingers between her folds.]
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[It's quiet, breathy, her tone more acknowledging than anything, like there wasn't actually any doubt about whether Shrike wanted it or whether she was going to do it, only confirmation.
There's only so far she can get Shrike's panties off with her legs tied and splayed wide, but she pushes them down her hips enough to touch her directly, rubbing over her clit and then down to dip fingers between her folds.]