(zatanna gasps with the shift in the forcefulness of his thrusts. he's so close. not just the way he moves within her, but the press of his firm chest flush against her own, the sound of his breathing so close. truly the world shrinks down until it's just them: a man and a woman here in his bed.)
Anything, anything, (she moans softly. she will say anything he wants her to, give him whatever he wants.)
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Anything, anything, (she moans softly. she will say anything he wants her to, give him whatever he wants.)