[Kyna just laughs in response, and it comes out a bit strained.]
Yeah, I know.
[And then she lets go, propping herself up with one hand while the other moves to grip his hip. She trails kisses down his shoulder, across his chest, down his stomach, lingering at each scar she finds. If it feels almost agonizingly slow, that might be payback.]
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Yeah, I know.
[And then she lets go, propping herself up with one hand while the other moves to grip his hip. She trails kisses down his shoulder, across his chest, down his stomach, lingering at each scar she finds. If it feels almost agonizingly slow, that might be payback.]