[There's a far cry between not minding something and actively enjoying it.
But Nadine's teeth scrape along the hollow of his throat as she moves back down, her mouth back-tracking the path her hands have made. Her hair falls over her shoulders and brushes against Jaskier's bare skin as she kisses down his chest.
Every moment makes her bolder. Taking charge and doing as she pleases is growing more and more comfortable. Beyond that, she's enjoying it. The little thrill of power, the sight of him stretched out beneath her, the sounds he makes. Even the taste of his skin under her lips and tongue as she continues working her way downwards, tracing a line down his abdomen.
She's on a direct and very obvious path. The game is about to get more challenging.]
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[There's a far cry between not minding something and actively enjoying it.
But Nadine's teeth scrape along the hollow of his throat as she moves back down, her mouth back-tracking the path her hands have made. Her hair falls over her shoulders and brushes against Jaskier's bare skin as she kisses down his chest.
Every moment makes her bolder. Taking charge and doing as she pleases is growing more and more comfortable. Beyond that, she's enjoying it. The little thrill of power, the sight of him stretched out beneath her, the sounds he makes. Even the taste of his skin under her lips and tongue as she continues working her way downwards, tracing a line down his abdomen.
She's on a direct and very obvious path. The game is about to get more challenging.]