[ Were she not in such a state, Navia might be more of a mind to appreciate the way he lifts her up so easily. She enjoys when people do that, turns out, but in the moment the end result is what's most important. Her hair spills down over the edge of the bed in a glossy fall, pale blonde ringlets fanning out over the floor. It's fine. Tseng is kissing her and touching her, and she is at his mercy, pliant in his hands.
Her hands slide up his ribs, his bare skin warm under her palms. Her sighs are soft for the moment, would have been difficult for anyone else to hear even if his mouth wasn't slotted against hers. ]
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[ Were she not in such a state, Navia might be more of a mind to appreciate the way he lifts her up so easily. She enjoys when people do that, turns out, but in the moment the end result is what's most important. Her hair spills down over the edge of the bed in a glossy fall, pale blonde ringlets fanning out over the floor. It's fine. Tseng is kissing her and touching her, and she is at his mercy, pliant in his hands.
Her hands slide up his ribs, his bare skin warm under her palms. Her sighs are soft for the moment, would have been difficult for anyone else to hear even if his mouth wasn't slotted against hers. ]