[She almost tells him then, half out of pride and half an instinctive itch to just get the rest of the story out, but his nails are a sharp, crystal clear focus, and it drags her back to the more important bottom line:] Might have. Moral of the story is it's better than the entertainment you've got here in your ivory towers.
[And supporting her own weight means rutting up against him is a process that's entirely under her own control: slow and steady and with enough pressure that the buckle at her waist bites into him at the lowest point.]
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[And supporting her own weight means rutting up against him is a process that's entirely under her own control: slow and steady and with enough pressure that the buckle at her waist bites into him at the lowest point.]