Dance Macabre (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"Here or the bed~ whichever makes you happy and doesn't burden you~" She said, playing with his hair.
 
She nodded and shifted to position over him. It wasn't exactly what she wanted but that was ok. As long as he was happy. She slid down over him with a whine, her walls lush and tight.
 
He arched and let out a low moan as he grabbed her hips tight. Deja vu, this was almost exactly like his dream.
 
Her eyes were vacant, but her expression showed she was enjoying herself, moving her hips steadily over him.
 
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