[it's an alarmingly intimate, yet careful and delicate process. no one has ever kissed her like this, either, with lips teasing the edge of her ear and pressing against the soft skin of her neck—leaving a warmth in their wake reminding her a little of the heat of a roaring fire. it occurs to her that assassin must be seeking to reassure her.]
I hope you won't go further out here...
[she has the elegance of a tsaritsa, somehow, even when she's allowing him to taste her.
her meaning should be clear: take her to a private place, at least, if he's going to sleep with her.]
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I hope you won't go further out here...
[she has the elegance of a tsaritsa, somehow, even when she's allowing him to taste her.
her meaning should be clear: take her to a private place, at least, if he's going to sleep with her.]