[ When he speaks like that, his voice gentle and still somehow commanding, Cardia can't even think of resisting-- even if she wanted to (which she doesn't).
So when she turns her head, aided in part by his hand, she's already feeling a little breathless, irises a darker shade of blue. She's not exactly sure how close he wants her, but she'll shift in the water, turning to face him completely and resting her hands on his shoulders. ]
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So when she turns her head, aided in part by his hand, she's already feeling a little breathless, irises a darker shade of blue. She's not exactly sure how close he wants her, but she'll shift in the water, turning to face him completely and resting her hands on his shoulders. ]
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