[... Those weren't answers. Not even vaguely, and she wants to call him on that, but Junko's distracted because for as much as she'd like him to hurry, if only to cure how brutally needy she is, she's distracted by his body. Her fingers trace those scars while she looks up at him. Maybe it's not right to dig into this too much, and yet...]
Meant to be, huh. [This is a shot in the dark as she turns a little to make it easier for him to find the thin zipper at her back.]
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Meant to be, huh. [This is a shot in the dark as she turns a little to make it easier for him to find the thin zipper at her back.]
I wonder if that was a long standing feeling.
[But that's just paranoia, right?]