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sigridharemHe rests his head on her warm thigh, shivering as she strokes his hair absently.
Lady Sigrid's attention is not on him tonight, but Sasha doesn't mind. He still has dark marks on his neck and shoulder from last night, where she claimed him once again with her lips and teeth. And to be near her when she is commanding others oh so spectacularly!
To be hard, yes, and absolutely forbidden to touch himself in any way... Sasha aches with the sweetness of it. He is almost floating, and that's before her hand twists in his hair as Klaus moans.
Lady Sigrid's attention is not on him tonight, but Sasha doesn't mind. He still has dark marks on his neck and shoulder from last night, where she claimed him once again with her lips and teeth. And to be near her when she is commanding others oh so spectacularly!
To be hard, yes, and absolutely forbidden to touch himself in any way... Sasha aches with the sweetness of it. He is almost floating, and that's before her hand twists in his hair as Klaus moans.
