[There's both an incredible relief and an overwhelming sadness at the loss of that toy, she whimpers and then sighs, as if he's just decided to pet her hair while they cuddle. The muscles in her thighs jump and ache but it doesn't keep her from trying to get closer.]
We're classy?
[Her voice is still broken and frazzled at its edges so she's shortening it a little: In other words, who cares about redundancy if it's how they're meant to look? Still, none of that will stop her from reaching out to pull at the back of his neck. He should really be inside of her right now, that is the right and just thing but she can't hope to order him around - doesn't want to, either - and so it just comes out in the need for a kiss.]
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We're classy?
[Her voice is still broken and frazzled at its edges so she's shortening it a little: In other words, who cares about redundancy if it's how they're meant to look? Still, none of that will stop her from reaching out to pull at the back of his neck. He should really be inside of her right now, that is the right and just thing but she can't hope to order him around - doesn't want to, either - and so it just comes out in the need for a kiss.]