[She really wouldn't mind choking him, this isn't all that different from keeping his jaw prised open. She can't help it, even before her self-esteem was tattered and she started hunting for power in all the wrong places, she liked to be invasive, that just-a-little-bit too close to cause a squirm. There's something interesting to having it willingly though, something she had sort of forgotten about in the past half-decade. Her fingers curl against flesh, sliding from back to front, stopping with her thumb massaging outer gums.
Her hand trails away slowly across his chin, leaning in to lick the curve of his upper lip.]
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Her hand trails away slowly across his chin, leaning in to lick the curve of his upper lip.]