Kytana Montrose (notdarthrevan) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2019-07-17 05:44:00 |
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Kytana was lavishing in the post orgasmic euphoria that came with her time with Thomas. She briefly wondered if this was what Spice felt like at first, and it was not the first time. She could easily say that Thomas was like a drug. She wasn't quite sure she could give him up if she had to. But no one knew she fed his needs, but her and Thomas. Her robe loosely hung from her shoulders, the belt stuffed in her boots, which she carried, with her brassiere, socks, and any binding she might have used over her tunic or trousers. Her jedi garb was far from comfortable, the material coarse, but for the moment she was as comfortable as she could be. And she rather enjoyed the coarse materials on her over sensitized skin. Bare feet carried her down the corridor, as she took her time making her way home. |