[ He can tell what she's thinking, see it in the way she looks at him. It infuriates him, drives him insane... and yet try as he might, he can't prove her wrong. ]
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[ Unable to answer, he's yet again caught defenseless... sharply inhaling as she nips at his lip and runs her tongue along the bite. He nearly recoils, his face burning red...
...and yet like an insect caught in the spider's web, trapped and leaning into the sweetness of her lips against his. ]
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Y—
[ Unable to answer, he's yet again caught defenseless... sharply inhaling as she nips at his lip and runs her tongue along the bite. He nearly recoils, his face burning red...
...and yet like an insect caught in the spider's web, trapped and leaning into the sweetness of her lips against his. ]