[Sometimes he nearly forget how strong his feisty girlfriend really is. She could likely bench press him into the next phase of the moon and he'd thank her eagerly. With him now on his front, it leaves his back and the nape of his neck very open. Very unmarked until she starts digging her teeth in again to make marks.
And for the bet that they had going on? It would seem that Jakurai will be missing his undergarments in the next day, as the combination of sensations tear a deep moan from his chest. Not that he could really care to remember that there was a bet in the first place. There was certainly no mercy and he was just fine with that.]
Fight? I would be a fool to.
[Even if he had the notion to fight, or turn the tables. It isn't like he'd immediately share that strategy. Not with teasing around his nipples and biting into his neck.]
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And for the bet that they had going on? It would seem that Jakurai will be missing his undergarments in the next day, as the combination of sensations tear a deep moan from his chest. Not that he could really care to remember that there was a bet in the first place. There was certainly no mercy and he was just fine with that.]
Fight? I would be a fool to.
[Even if he had the notion to fight, or turn the tables. It isn't like he'd immediately share that strategy. Not with teasing around his nipples and biting into his neck.]
Does the collar suit me, love?