[Petra doesn't make any fuss at being shifted to her front, raising up slightly on her elbows and resting her forehead on her forearms. After what he had just done, letting him take her from behind was a relatively small thing. And she doesn't mind the way he's grinding against her or kissing her neck, grinding back against him with a soft groan. She liked this, liked the way he was attending to her wants and needs. That was what separated this from the corset incident.]
Wanna feel you in me, Levi. [She lifts her head to look at him over her shoulder, a little smile playing on her lips.]
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Wanna feel you in me, Levi. [She lifts her head to look at him over her shoulder, a little smile playing on her lips.]