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iconoclassist) wrote2015-09-12 10:09 pm
iconoclassist) wrote2015-09-12 10:09 pm
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[So. There's a lot of bullshit that comes when the king of Aravalle decides to marry an elf. Chiefly, he has sisters, and today, they found Shirin.
Which is why she's now clomped into his office in a panic (and a ridiculously fancy dress she's been stuffed into), looking for somewhere to hide. You'd think the youngest of five would be used to this.]
Which is why she's now clomped into his office in a panic (and a ridiculously fancy dress she's been stuffed into), looking for somewhere to hide. You'd think the youngest of five would be used to this.]
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[She jerks as he pinches, already getting erratic and desperate with her movement.]
I--I need...
[She can't seem to quite get that out, even in elvish.]
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[And though his own hips have to slow down for this much precision, he is leaning up and running an open fang along her ear.]