She can't help licking her lips, trying to taste the little left of him on her skin as she moves over to the indicated position, and he can see just how wet she's been for him, resting her palms on the table. She knows he'll probably move her, chain her down, because she's pretty certain he enjoys watching her struggle. Also, with her weight on her hands, she isn't accidentally brushing her breasts against the table.
"Lucifer, please," she whines, looking over at him. She's been waiting so long...
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Date: 2016-06-10 02:19 am (UTC)From:"Lucifer, please," she whines, looking over at him. She's been waiting so long...