[ You can kiss his composure goodbye because he is this close to jutting his hips into her mouth and losing it, though he knows that wouldn't be fair, and of course, it wouldn't be right unless she knew what she was getting into. ]
Elsa, I'm--
[ Really hard to get words out when every breath sounds practically like a groan. ]
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Elsa, I'm--
[ Really hard to get words out when every breath sounds practically like a groan. ]