Phoenix Maplewood li pale [m]

Marie moved closer, a laugh in her throat. Totoro’s ears flicked at the noise, a smile in their eyes and on their lips. Their heart began to beat even harder than before, excitement mounting. Whatever came of it, the act itself would be pleasurable, especially with someone as lovely as Marie.

They drew in a sharp breath when she kissed their throat, arching their head to encourage her. Totoro had always enjoyed being kissed on their neck. The sensation sent tingles down their spine, prompting a delicious, whole-body shiver before they shifted to return the favor. Gradually, their exchange grew more sensual…

First enchanted by their conversation, secondly by their connection and thirdly by their union, Totoro did not notice the stripe on Marie’s spine until afterward. Their expression grew thoughtful for a moment before they put it out of their mind, curling closer to her savor the last few moments of their intimate rendezvous.