[You know how it goes. A hungry man loses their senses at the scent of a meal, and perhaps Astra could relate with how readily she kisses his neck, humming in delight as the contact soothes some of the primal need she was feeling. Not much though, because in other ways, it flares up the desire even more, as she wiggles in his arms, trying to dislodge herself so she can stand up.]
Wrio, I'm hungry.
[She says, looking up at him with wide eyes, cheeks flushed as she licks her lips.]
What should I do? I feel like-- I really want to eat you.
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Wrio, I'm hungry.
[She says, looking up at him with wide eyes, cheeks flushed as she licks her lips.]
What should I do? I feel like-- I really want to eat you.