[ of course, all of that - the sound, the pain, the feeling of being marked, the knowledge that it'll stay, that people will see - it just sets kiana off even more. she does let go of stelle's trunks, but in turn roughly pushes against her, tangling a hand in her hair. it's followed by a frustrated pouty whine, the sort that she hasn't herself made since her classroom days, though - of course, stelle might recognize it as a sound sirin's made much more recently. ]
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Mean! You're being so mean, you - you -
[ worm. ]
- really, really, really sexy woman I love!