[His thoughts were only smoke, dissipating into nothing but need as his hand moved up to cup a breast, thumb swept over the nipple. Perhaps just before they were caught, but now he was beyond certain the prismals had no further business of the two of them, satisfied that they have 'enhanced' their evening.
Yet despite the mockery, Kanji was in the thick of it, kissing her like he was making up for lost time. To break the kiss meant tipping his head and moving in again, gentler, warmer, his heart pounding in his chest.]
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Yet despite the mockery, Kanji was in the thick of it, kissing her like he was making up for lost time. To break the kiss meant tipping his head and moving in again, gentler, warmer, his heart pounding in his chest.]