[ It's alright, Sypha, you won't regret it. Trevor's hands diverge here, one settling back on her waist and the other finishing its journey up to cup one of her breasts. He dips his head to kiss her collarbone, trailing his mouth down to the swell of the breast he's holding. And gently so as not to startle her, draws her nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue. ]
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