Notes: Characters copyright Tamora Pierce.
Watching. Always watching. Never speaking, only eyes burning into her back, making her shiver with excitement.
Intense, tracking her every twitch and fidget. It made her want to perform, to make every look count. It made her deliberate. Every movement carefully calculated.
As the eyes continued their exploration of her body, she could barely hold back a hungry grin.
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Beautiful, so very very beautiful. The girl drove her crazy. She had to watch her, wanted to. Needed to. It was a job and a passion.
Panting hard, eyes glued to the girl surfacing. Shaking water out of her hair, gliding to the edge.
She could finally breathe once the lithe form was clad in clothing.
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Aly ripped desperately at Junai's tunic, finally ridding her of it after long moments of frustration. She drew one of the larger woman's nipples into her mouth, tracing it with her tongue.
"You're awfully eager," Junai moaned softly above her.
She released her breast. "It's your fault," she replied, moving lower. "You're always watching."