[When is she going to develop some sort of... some sort of defense against his tongue? The moment he says it she averts her head, shifting heavily on the mattress with a little hmmph so that he can get a full view of jet black mane and not her pink-cheeked face.]
I know. You do not need to say it.
[... Except she knew because potential buyers had called her beautiful, and unlike friends, family, or lovers... potential buyers had no reason to lie to property about their visual appeal. ... It sounds much nicer when Claude says it, even if it has more chance of being a lie or empty flattery.
... It feels nice, too. Having someone else brush her hair. Her fingers curl on the bony knees of her forelegs, shoulders rising slightly and an occasional shiver running down her back to the rhythm of his combing.]
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I know. You do not need to say it.
[... Except she knew because potential buyers had called her beautiful, and unlike friends, family, or lovers... potential buyers had no reason to lie to property about their visual appeal. ... It sounds much nicer when Claude says it, even if it has more chance of being a lie or empty flattery.
... It feels nice, too. Having someone else brush her hair. Her fingers curl on the bony knees of her forelegs, shoulders rising slightly and an occasional shiver running down her back to the rhythm of his combing.]