smirks I'm sure we can come to an...arrangement.
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"Oh? And just what sort of arrangement did you have in mind?" Ru asked coyly, her crimson eyes glittering with mischief.
Cyl watched, his breath ragged as he felt Ru's orgasm building. Her hands gripped the sheets beneath her, clawing at them in an effort to hold on as she neared release. "Yes," she gasped, arching her back further. "Right there..." Her voice trailed off into a moan as Rachel's nibbling grew more insistent.
With a final cry of pleasure, Ru came undone, her body tensing and shuddering beneath the girl's ministrations.
"I lay there proud to be their plaything"
Cyl smiled down at her, his expression predatory. "Yes," he purred, "you are ours and we will do with you as we please." He looked over at Ru, who nodded in agreement. The air seemed charged with lust and dominance, their power over her unquestionable. "Now," Cyl continued, "we have other matters to attend to."
With that, they rose from the floor, leaving Rachel sprawled on the bed once more, her body spent and aching.