Octavia's hand moved a little, though only so she could make sure he got her taste on his tongue.
And watching his face, the look on it, she knew she still wanted to do something. With him. If she could navigate past her own walls enough. Find the right loophole.
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And watching his face, the look on it, she knew she still wanted to do something. With him. If she could navigate past her own walls enough. Find the right loophole.