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Raine's always performed best for an audience of one. Eda, specifically. And they're ready to show her — once again — just how clever their tongue and mouth and fingers can be.
(Though they're not expecting chords and arpeggios to come out of this particular instrument — there's some chance of a trill, but moans and keens are a little more likely.)
Raine gently nuzzles Eda's legs apart. A shy hand threads through their (greying) hair as Raine's fingers twist around flaming curls.
Eyes closed, they breathe her in.
Hungrily, Raine presses a kiss to a (trembling) inner thigh before lips meet lips.
