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The orange glow of the morning covers the messy bedroom, the two figures hidden by the sheets. Karina's hands get tangled in your messy locks, her tongue sliding deeper into your warm mouth. A soft whine muffling against her lips while your hips buck into hers. Her teeth clash into yours as she bites your lip for better access; Your head tilting back, soft pants slip out of your mouth when she breaks the kiss, her plump soft lips finding your collarbones, tongue darting out to taste the salt of your skin before her teeth sunk into the soft flesh while you let out a subdued whine. Before she abruptly pulled away. An expression of triumph spreading over her face at the unraveled sight in front of her. She leans down to whisper in your ear
-"Practice is in 20 minutes." in that infuriating but endearing sing-song tone. She pulled apart from you, leaving you needy and unraveled with no clear release.