[She's saying it against Kate's throat, her fingers presses into her, thumb working at her--teeth scraping a little at the soft skin of her neck before another kiss, her scalp prickling under Kate's grip--and still she's saying she wouldn't miss her. And she wouldn't. She'd be angry. But she wouldn't miss her. She knows better.
Another kiss; it starts soft, ends harsh, sucking at the skin before she pulls away to ask:]
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[She's saying it against Kate's throat, her fingers presses into her, thumb working at her--teeth scraping a little at the soft skin of her neck before another kiss, her scalp prickling under Kate's grip--and still she's saying she wouldn't miss her. And she wouldn't. She'd be angry. But she wouldn't miss her. She knows better.
Another kiss; it starts soft, ends harsh, sucking at the skin before she pulls away to ask:]
Would you miss me?