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Sex is inherently embarrassing—sweat, grunts, involuntary and voluntary noises, and body parts pressing together and sometimes, squelching apart! Sex is also inherently subjective; all of our bodies and minds are unique in their cravings and reactions. Yet, we continue forth in the pursuit of intimacy and orgasms—and hell, in the name of fun! Worth it! As in, pieces of his beard got stuck between my teeth like floss. It took two or three mighty pulls to break free—after which we both died laughing.
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Asmodeus ends up learning through you that some people actually eat out their girlfriends during their period and you swore you saw his eyes glow at that. He might just get addicted.. So he stormed over only to find no food what so ever. No, no, though.. Hey can I do that too? Blood that comes out of there..
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You lean against the door to the bedroom, arms crossed over your chest as Harry rests a towel down on his sheets - per your request - and slowly your eyes trail down to the duvet, bunched around the bottom of the bed - also your request. Just the thought of what Harry was so keen to do brings heat flocking to your cheeks and you clear your throat, prompting him to look at you with his brows raised. You exhale, taking a step further into his bedroom. His fingers drop to your waist, tugging at the bottom of your tank top, and you raise your arms, letting him pull it above your head.
He attempts to stroke your clit through the fabric of your panties, but is met with a layer of resistance, a pad. You run your fingers through his curls. Henry murrs softly, closing his eyes. Henry back up, slipping out of bed. You heave an ever so soft sigh and put down your copy of Tales of Beedle the Bard.
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