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[ He'd see in no time flat how easily he manages to make her forget all about that menu, her eyelids growing heavy as he draws her into his mouth and keeps her attention completely focused on him. An audible whimper spills over at his sudden stop, her hand providing pressure to the back of his head as if to encourage him to keep going and she legitimately pouts when those words pass his lips, her fingers curling through his hair once more as those eyes of hers take on a hungry gleam. ]

The only order I'm making... [Giving his hair a little tug.] ... is fuck me.

[ And that folks, is what a double crit fail looks like. ]