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"Can I strap you?” Ivan licks a stripe up the base of Till's neck that she tries to squirm away from to no avail. A frustrated huff of air escapes her lips and she surrenders herself to Ivan's grip.
“We don't even have a strap.” Till mumbles out in lieu of an answer, embarrassment making the tips of her ears turn red.
Ivan just grins again, letting out a small chuckle against Till's neck that sends goosebumps down her spine. “That can be arranged.”