[Ohh, feels good. That point of contact, enhanced by the opium. Wiggles a bit against her as she smooths against his face, just as languid and graceless as she. Fingers flexing into her sides.]
Yes. [Breathed out, easily. Of course he's fascinated by them. All of them.] If you'd like that. Your horns, your tail, your...
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Yes. [Breathed out, easily. Of course he's fascinated by them. All of them.] If you'd like that. Your horns, your tail, your...
[Trails off. Everything.]