Hands on head, fingers laced, right fucking now. My blood oath will hold them from this, because it is against my express orders to bring us to the negative attention of the human police. Oui, ma petite, you rang? I didn't use words, I let him riffle through my head in a kind of shorthand. Her name was Nadine, and she was much younger, much weaker.
There was no vestibule inside the doors. Or maybe it had been an accident, and I was projecting why. When he begged she would let him finish, let him ride pleasure to its conclusion, but only if he begged. It was just as undignified, but I didn't seem to care.
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