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  1. When you call to me asleep/up the ragged cliffs I scramble. by

    Fandoms: Coronation Street  

    08 Oct 2026

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    If you asked Lisa where she was happiest, she’d lie to your face.

    She’d spin some tale about being surrounded by family, curled up on the living room couch, watching a film with Carla tucked into her side, Betsy curled up on the other end of the sofa, Ryan in his chair. Jokes and popcorn shared between them, the blissful reality that this was her life now, she had a real relationship, her daughter loved her to bits, and Ryan had adopted her as his auntie without question. They had made it, and yet, it wasn’t where she was happiest.

    This is where she was happiest, tied to their bed, with Carla hovering above her face, ready to sink down onto her tongue. This, this was her happy place.

    Or: Carla ties Lisa up and sits on her face. That's it. That's the fic.

    Kinktober day 8 - Face-Sitting

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