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It was a while since Alice voluntarily gave into sexual desires— but now she had Peter. The Peter Murdoch, all to herself, wrapped around her fingers. How could she resist?
"Please, please- Alice..." Peter whined. It was doglike, the way he slightly panted, holding her thighs. His usual fluffy hair was slick with sweat, clothes disheveled and lips puffy.
Alice didn't reply, just snickered. He spread her legs slightly, before his hands were roughly pinned together.
She cooed teasingly. "Awh... So desperate for me, Murdoch?"
It was inappropriate how loud she had laughed at the way he eagerly nodded. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he lightly grinded against her foot. His eyes fluttered shut, cheeks flushed.
"So greedy. I should've known from the way you acted whilst we were in desire." Alice recalled. "Book smell, really?"
Her fingers tangled in his hair, gripping harder as she locked eyes with his oh-so desperate face. Alice had to lean down a tad painfully to kiss his hair.
"Carry on, then. Beg."
Peter whined, tears welling up as his hand reached for her pants' waistband, before being swatted away. "Alice, it hurts, please, please..." And was swatted away from touching his own.
"Just a few more minutes." She laughed.
Peter shook his head frantically. "No! No, I'll do anything... Just please let me touch you! Now, now, now!" He wailed. Like a child and an unnecessary tantrum.
He kissed her legs, tears streaming down his pouty face. "Please, please! I need you- Aliceee..." He whimpered and held tighter on her thighs.
After a few final moments, Alice sighed with a teasing smile. She voluntarily parted her smooth legs. "Fine. Go on."