Martin laughed realizing that she was still bound. “I suppose those just fade into the background for me.” Even when not on him. He moved over and undid the binds. He looked over her wrists when they were free. “Shouldn’t leave a mark. At least not a lasting one.”
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Date: 2020-02-25 05:03 am (UTC)