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<br/>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">The assassin was rather... surprised with the fact that he seemed to reach out to touch her as she touched him. The way his hands snaked down along her firm, toned rear caused a breath almost to hitch in her throat. <i>Almost</i>. As much as she disliked him, she could appreciate his body, his touch... The raven haired woman put that down to not having a sexual relationship in a long time, and he wasn't exactly bad at it. Even though she had a plan, she could still feel herself becoming aroused at the promise of ravenous, wild sex. Slowly, her lashes drifted down as his lips met with hers, it was warm and all too.. encouraging. Surely she wasn't weak-willed enough to be stuck in her own trap. Was she?<br/>
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As his hands brushed over her shoulders, once he'd pulled away, the female gazed up toward him with a hint of surprise. His words soon explained the situation, causing her to growl ever so softly. "Tease," She murmured as he forced her down with simple pressure. Instead of being intimidated by his hand, the female dared to nuzzle up against it, almost in a 'peaceful' defiance. How he knew she was trying to be deceitful she didn't know, he didn't know her. Of course, it was a strange request considering. However, part of her did genuinely want some relief, in fact, she craved it. Just to forget where she was. Was it the collar? Certainly that wasn't her own feelings, the woman dared to consider that maybe she was so comfortable with her ability to get what she wanted that she considered it'd be far easier to escape than it really was, so she was deliberately messing around. That couldn't be it.<br/>
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Well, she needed to sell it, didn't she? Elena endured the humiliating tap of his semi hard flesh against her cheek, but she wasn't amused. Sticking with her plan, she needed to carry off her need. It wasn't a far stretch from what she really wanted, so she could focus on that. The raven woman edged slightly closer, her lips brushing along his tip as she eased one hand up to grasp along his shaft. Gently, she eased him into her mouth, suckling slightly as she began to force him deeper. Her hand only supported him until she felt his flesh harden completely. A swift thrust of her head forced him from her mouth down into her throat. Her once occupied hand trailed down to brush along his sensitive flesh, cradling the base of his member and soon began to caress the sack her fingers were so close to. <br/>
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Elena continued to draw back before forcing him down into her throat, repeatedly. Slick trails of saliva covered his flesh, as well as her lower lip. All she focused on was the need she had, even if it was minor compared to escaping and being able to live her life. Her wet, long strands stayed pressed against her glistening skin as she proceeded to work him over. When she had found a good pace, the female slipped her spare hand down between her legs. To her surprise, she could feel herself becoming slick. No doubt he also heard it when her fingers began to rub rapidly against her slick folds, causing the wet sounds to fill the air between them. Moans vibrated through her throat as she began to find her sweet, sensitive nub. <br/>
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