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You’ll Drown…

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“A-are you sure? You’ll drown…”

Catra hummed and licked a warm drop of water from Adora’s neck, “In pussy? That’s the plan.”

With a wry but voluptuous smirk, Catra kissed down Adora’s chest and along the sculpted panes of her stomach. Her hands trailed the wet, heated skin, marking the path her mouth would follow. 

Once settled on her knees, Catra glanced up, cementing the image of a drenched, naked Adora, her head thrown back against the cool, smooth tile of the shower wall in anticipation. 

The water was persistent and hot against their bodies and so was Catra’s tongue.