Better, [she grins, easing up on the pressure on his tongue. God, now she wants to go home. She leans in to nip at his jaw, then starts to slip her fingers back out of his mouth.
She wouldn't put it past him to then start trying to sing again, or something else stupid, so she's ready to counterstrike.]
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Better, [she grins, easing up on the pressure on his tongue. God, now she wants to go home. She leans in to nip at his jaw, then starts to slip her fingers back out of his mouth.
She wouldn't put it past him to then start trying to sing again, or something else stupid, so she's ready to counterstrike.]