[ but it's only half-murmured. she's too busy relaxing and tensing into the touch in a hundred different ways. her breath is caught in her throat; her neck lolls back, trying to lean into the touch even from her position against him; and her leg starts twitching without even thinking about it.
quietly, with something approaching wonder in her breathy voice: ]
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[ but it's only half-murmured. she's too busy relaxing and tensing into the touch in a hundred different ways. her breath is caught in her throat; her neck lolls back, trying to lean into the touch even from her position against him; and her leg starts twitching without even thinking about it.
quietly, with something approaching wonder in her breathy voice: ]
Was it like this for you?