So you say... [ She sits up and does an almost perfectly catlike stretch. ] ... but given how I'm going to have to monitor the way I walk after this, I'd say otherwise.
Well, I'd ask a psychic to weigh in, but that would get us in a fair bit of trouble. So we'll just have to say that you believe you're right, and I believe I'm right.
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I don't need more rumors, either...
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[ She pauses and looks down, then moves her hand from his head to his cheek, cupping it, and looks up again. It's... almost demure. ]
Do you... think we're done here?
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I am.
Satisfied.
[For now.
If you weren't so predatory you'd probably still be mating pressed with him trying to wring himself out inside you.]
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Ah... [ She heaves a heavy, sad sigh. ] That's almost too bad. Feeling full of the real thing is so much better. Even with the knot.
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Were you hoping I be overwhelmed with thoughts of breeding?
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