[ She twitches, mouth falling open, her chest rising with the deep inhale. Her nipples perk up beneath his coaxing touch, soft pink against her skin, paler beneath the places where her clothes always cover her body. Despite her time in the sun since coming to the Free Cities, Ciri hasn't tanned much visibly, but if he looks closely, he'll see the transition, just noticeable. The blush makes her freckles stand out more, scattered over the top of her chest above her breasts, a dusting on each shoulder. ]
Please. [ she breathes, leaving no doubt she'd like that very much. ]
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Please. [ she breathes, leaving no doubt she'd like that very much. ]