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“How are you such a messy eater?”
The comment is soft, Desdemona smirking even as she moves to gently wipe Lilith’s mouth clean, not seeming to care that most of Lilith’s diet had been blood and guts, among other things, that could be considered disgusting.
“It’s a talent.”
Lilith’s smirk is soft, her tongue brushing against Desdemona’s fingers before sucking them into her mouth.
“Now… where were we?”
“Mmm, I get the feeling you were about to… eat… me.”
Desdemona’s smirk is soft and she adds a little more.
“Unless I was about to eat you?”
“Well, we could always…. Do both?”
“Sounds promising.”