["What else," he asks as if the answer to that isn't already obvious.]
Well...
[She slips a hand between them, roaming fingers down his chest and going further down.]
Do you think if we do exactly what they did, someone would try and make us disappear? I kind of want to try. Besides - that sort of thing feels good, doesn't it?
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Well...
[She slips a hand between them, roaming fingers down his chest and going further down.]
Do you think if we do exactly what they did, someone would try and make us disappear? I kind of want to try. Besides - that sort of thing feels good, doesn't it?