http://twood-rose.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] twood-rose.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] syncopath 2009-10-20 01:46 am (UTC)

She watched him slump, and frowned a little, but didn't stop singing. Carefully, she crept forward, crouched, until she could reach out and run her fingers down his back.

"Master," she whispered..

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