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[M] when my dreams shattered.
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Things had been great with Conri, the sex and all, but whatever she was doing here, whatever this was called...it was leaving her breathless. She'd only felt this way with her mate once or twice, and she had forgotten how entirely intoxicating it was. The alchohol was helping things, but she couldn't help but feel that this was supposed to happen. The three of them were good for each other. Everything stopped for a moment, and all she could hear was the heavy panting coming from both her and the two others. She looked at Kansas for some sort of direction and found his gaze locked on the loveseat. Hell. Why not? She gently pushed the boys away so that she could move, situating herself so that she was bent over the front of it, claws digging into the cushions as she waited expectantly. Her tail moved a bit with anticipation, flicking slowly back and forth.
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