[She shares his oral fixation, although in the grand scheme of things... with her it's just one of many appreciations. It had been fluids more than mouths when it had been Barbet, but Carla sees no reason to make that delineation like he did. She just twists her hand to pet the roof of Chase's mouth, the backs of his teeth. She's the one who makes a noise about it, a giddy little exhale of enjoyment followed by a squirm.]
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