Her shivers galvanizing him somewhat, the Master rushed through the last hook of the brassiere, sliding the straps off of her arms and tossing the undergarment aside impatiently. He cupped both of her breasts in his hands, running his thumbs lightly over the nipples as he had done during their last encounter, and watched her reaction.
"Undo my tie," he directed softly, not ceasing his movements.
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Date: 2009-10-05 06:16 am (UTC)"Undo my tie," he directed softly, not ceasing his movements.