[ She moves at his urging, more than happy to adjust as she settles atop his hips, her own still shifting in this same teasing dance, despite their positions now reversed. She leans over him, her hands braced lightly on his chest as she smiles down at him, copper curls tumbling down around her face. Her hips shift until the tip of him presses temptingly just at her entrance, although she makes no move to take him in, not yet, drawing out the exquisite anticipation just one moment longer. ]
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