[Much like he told her during their first encounter, she's just taking the moment to breathe and feel him, even as her knuckles turn white... because no, it's not the most comfortable in the moment even though she desperately wants it. Her chest heaves with every breathe, eyes squeezed shut...
And she whimpers, though it's not displeased.]
I love... you... Hubert...
[She pants out, trying to at least encourage him, and let him know that it feels fine.]
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And she whimpers, though it's not displeased.]
I love... you... Hubert...
[She pants out, trying to at least encourage him, and let him know that it feels fine.]