"Oh Jesus, Shadow," she cried, her voice thick as it ever had been and probably ever would be and dear god, but the blasphemy wasn't bound to stop if he kept doing that and her stomach turned pleasantly, considering that she had no idea what was coming next, where his lips were, his fingers.
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Date: 2008-06-12 01:41 pm (UTC)