[ Both of Weiss's hands moved to Mercury's head the second that she felt the warmth of his tongue against her. She wasn't pushing him away, but she needed to at least hold him. Her fingers locked into his hair, curling slightly as his tongue all but tormented her clitoris with its light flicks and teases. His tongue was so hot, so moist. It felt so different from his fingers, she didn't know what to make of it. ]
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Mercury-!