[ her lips quirk up briefly at the compliment, but it isn't a particularly happy expression. ] I was trained well.
[ but she doesn't want to talk about khlyen or the royal harem now. she'd much rather focus on the way he groaned, the way his breath comes just a little harder and faster now.
she steps closer, nudging his legs apart without loosening her hold. (he could break it, if he wanted to —but he lets her push him off balance a little, lets her keep him trapped. there's something about it that makes her stomach tighten.) ]
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[ but she doesn't want to talk about khlyen or the royal harem now. she'd much rather focus on the way he groaned, the way his breath comes just a little harder and faster now.
she steps closer, nudging his legs apart without loosening her hold. (he could break it, if he wanted to —but he lets her push him off balance a little, lets her keep him trapped. there's something about it that makes her stomach tighten.) ]