[ Drake had a feeling that'd be the case. He smiles, leaning down and kissing Ephemera again, soft and sweet. Something he never gets tired of... but there's another task at hand now. ]
Bend your leg up.
[ And then his hand is slipping between them, slick fingers trailing down between Ephemera's legs, searching. And then gently, as gently as he can manage, one presses in. Drake watches his face, wanting to be sure it's still okay. ]
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Bend your leg up.
[ And then his hand is slipping between them, slick fingers trailing down between Ephemera's legs, searching. And then gently, as gently as he can manage, one presses in. Drake watches his face, wanting to be sure it's still okay. ]