[ Venus's words are honey poured directly into Bridget's ears. Sweet and cloying, they stop her hearing to anything else except maybe the shuddering beat of her own heart as it pounds against her chest. Her back arches, rises to meet the kisses and bites that are dazzled across her skin. Bridget lets out a faint sound, not really an acknowledgement or an answer, only a bare noise of want and desire.
She is losing herself and it is exhilarating and terrifying and mortifying all at once. To be known like this is so fearsome, but she wants to go on in spite of it all. Her hips roll again and she can feel Venus pressing against her. Into her. The thought of it makes her shiver.
Then all sound is stopped up by the power of the kiss pressed onto her. She sinks back into the couch and the embrace of Venus's wings, desperate to simply feel everything that Venus wants to pour into her. ]
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She is losing herself and it is exhilarating and terrifying and mortifying all at once. To be known like this is so fearsome, but she wants to go on in spite of it all. Her hips roll again and she can feel Venus pressing against her. Into her. The thought of it makes her shiver.
Then all sound is stopped up by the power of the kiss pressed onto her. She sinks back into the couch and the embrace of Venus's wings, desperate to simply feel everything that Venus wants to pour into her. ]