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She didn’t want to say she was nervous.<br/>
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 In fact she was doing pretty damn well in terms of denial despite the small pool of something twisting in her chest that was most <i>definitely</i> not any sort of nerves! She'd gone the whole bloody day being nothing but timidly optimistic and curious about this whole thing, technically longer if you counted the lingering excitement of the past few days to actually try this. She wasn’t letting this get the best of her, her mood would not be ruined.<br/>
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She was <i>not</i> nervous.<br/>
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...okay she was a little nervous but you could bet your ass she wasn’t gonna let that ruin her night. She’d fought off the worst of them by now, after all a bit of pampering went a long way, and yet...she couldn’t help but feel a little bit unprepared.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#61bd6d">Arriving earlier than whatever man was bound to show up sooner or later, like seemingly most of the other women preferred and suggested, she’d been at a bit of a loss for a few moments simply standing in that room by her lonesome as it really settled in her mind that she was going to have to relearn this particular dance with a new partner. Another second before she came to the stony resolve that, honestly? Her nerves were probably just trying to come back to bite her in the ass in an admittedly not fun way. And fuck that honestly, this was supposed to be about enjoying herself wasn't it?</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#61bd6d"> Padding across the room she’d looked around, getting used to the place and snooping through the drawers curiously only to slam them shut with a small blush blooming on her cheeks as she realized they were literally all sex toys and god why was she even flustered like this, it wasn't like she hadn’t been expecting it at least a little bit. Biting her lip she willed the worst of the blush down, fiddling through the drawers and toying around with the idea of having a little fun by her lonesome before her man arrived. She rummaged a bit before finding what she wanted, fingers dancing against a simple pair of nipple clamps connected by a thin chain, a small smile and tingle going down her back whilst she abandoned the chest to pad back to the bed on silent feet.</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#61bd6d">  Perched atop the corner of the plush bed she’d found herself fiddling with the edge of her nightgown, teeth worrying her lips before she gently tugged the dress over her head, dropping it to be forgotten whilst she scooted further into the middle of the bed, tugging and slipping her bra off to fling off the edge near her gown. Trailing her fingers against her own skin she shivered, skin brushing against the sensitive nubs of her breasts and gently smoothing against the skin.</span><br/>
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Content she sighed, caressing the skin before softly pinching both nipples between her fingers. Rubbing to sooth before giving a firm tug, a small breathy gasp leaving her lips and she tugged again, pinching a bit more roughly and fondling the pink nubs until she felt heat curling low in her stomach. Warm and heady and twisting.<br/>
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Sighing she let go, grabbing the clamps to rest against the abused skin, tightening the clamps with a high groan of pleasure when her cunt twitched in want. She squirmed a bit, wet heat pooling under the black of her underwear and she toyed with the thin chain connecting the two clamps, giving a simple testing tug. She arched into the weight, hissing out a startled moan at the sudden spike of liquid want rushing down her spine.<br/>
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She startled at the knock on the door. Seemingly loud in the otherwise quiet and lonely space she floundered slightly, finger jostling the chain as she jumped and she yelped, body jolting and breath coming out in more of a breathy moan as her spine arched in surprise before relaxing with a soft sigh of pleasure. Fingers digging into the sheets she finally looked forward, able to focus enough to lock eyes with the new arrival and she could feel her cheeks flush with warmth. <br/>
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“I’d say sorry for starting early...” she began, unable to stop the way she looked down before forcing herself to look back up, practically squirming in a horribly tantalizing  mix of want and embarrassment. <br/>
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He was handsome, and big and in any other situation she might’ve felt mortified at the pang of arousal at the sight of him.<br/>
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“But I’m holding out hope that it’d get you in bed faster,” she admitted, tugging at the chain with a breathy moan.</span><br/>
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