Harrow slides further back until she is kneeling on the bed between Gideon's knees, stretched across her body from stem to stern.. She licks her lips, startling in their pinkness instead of the black stain they almost always have.
"Let's skip over all those mirror muscles... a good little jock like you knows what those are called." She slowly curls back on herself, dragging her hands down Gideon's body and coming to a stop with her hands on Gideon's knees.
"This here..." She runs the back of her fingers up the inside of a thigh, beginning at the knee, black eyes marveling at the perfection she is beholding. "This is the gracilis, Gideon, and I love it best because it jumps when I--"
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Harrow slides further back until she is kneeling on the bed between Gideon's knees, stretched across her body from stem to stern.. She licks her lips, startling in their pinkness instead of the black stain they almost always have.
"Let's skip over all those mirror muscles... a good little jock like you knows what those are called." She slowly curls back on herself, dragging her hands down Gideon's body and coming to a stop with her hands on Gideon's knees.
"This here..." She runs the back of her fingers up the inside of a thigh, beginning at the knee, black eyes marveling at the perfection she is beholding. "This is the gracilis, Gideon, and I love it best because it jumps when I--"
And she leans forward and suits actions to words.