And Pauline manages to pull away enough to twist around in Chris's arms, and start singing softly.
"Well it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth --" Pauline puts her tiny hands around Chris's wrists and pulls them up. "The minor fall" And as Pauline presses forward to lay Chris down, there's an overlay against her mind of Just. Pure. Lust, touching viscerally throughout Chris's immune system even as she's temporarily physically 'subdued'.
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