And she just enjoys it. Doesn't pay attention as the flickering continues and she's pressed against him. She knows she can't hurt him, and knows he would never hurt her.
She just presses herself onto him a little faster, a little harder, for quite some time. Finally, her eyes look up into his intensely, the green crackle over the blue. "You like it, mon ange?" she asks, voice thick, so close.
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