[He's not upset; she can tell. But she did challenge him, she thinks, and so she moves that plate over just a little, so it's not between them anymore, and sets the mango pit down. Her hand is sticky, and she presses one finger to his mouth, where he can taste the sweetness of the fruit.]
Would you let me fuck you like a man might?
[She's never done it to him. She's done it before; she's had other lovers who would have gone belly up for her no matter what she wanted out of them.]
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Would you let me fuck you like a man might?
[She's never done it to him. She's done it before; she's had other lovers who would have gone belly up for her no matter what she wanted out of them.]