Lan Fan shuddered as her skin met with the cold stone, making her grasp for him that much more desperately, her fingers twisting in his hair and their metal counterparts biting into his back, especially as his fingers entered her. Her hips jumped upward toward his hand, her body hungry for his touch.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-09-23 05:03 am (UTC)