[ Her outfit tears more as she moves, the one sleeve detaching entirely but still wrapped around her arms. His skin is hot against her hands, her nails digging into his sides as she pulls at him.
With an impish smirk, she nips at his thumb before she closes her lips around it. Her teeth drag and there's black lipstick on his hand when she pulls back, her head falling against the wall. ]
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[ Her outfit tears more as she moves, the one sleeve detaching entirely but still wrapped around her arms. His skin is hot against her hands, her nails digging into his sides as she pulls at him.
With an impish smirk, she nips at his thumb before she closes her lips around it. Her teeth drag and there's black lipstick on his hand when she pulls back, her head falling against the wall. ]
'Cause queens don't beg.