[Diablo ignores Kate's fingers in favor of licking, again, at Johanna's ankle. She tries to drag it out of range without actually putting much effort into it. The resistance of blankets and her own heavy limbs makes it a near impossible task.]
Ugh.
[She stops trying. Diablo licks, again, at her ankle.]
Does he do this licking thing a lot, because this is going to get real old. [Also:] You're not sorry.
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Ugh.
[She stops trying. Diablo licks, again, at her ankle.]
Does he do this licking thing a lot, because this is going to get real old. [Also:] You're not sorry.