[with Pia's permission, then, her fingers close around Pia's nipple. she doesn't wait for a reaction before a question comes to her mind, then her lips.]
Could you bite me? Would that hurt? [there's kind of only one way to find out, and she doesn't know whether she'd like it—but the quiet, turned-on smile that she doesn't realize is spreading across her face might say otherwise.]
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Could you bite me? Would that hurt? [there's kind of only one way to find out, and she doesn't know whether she'd like it—but the quiet, turned-on smile that she doesn't realize is spreading across her face might say otherwise.]