[ Smack! The next blow snaps against his skin, starting to burn under his touch, undoubtedly a very familiar shade of red, or at least growing to that point. There's a pause then between the strikes, fingers kneading over his skin, nails catching and dragging in long, slow stripes down to the edge of his thighs. ]
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[ Smack! The next blow snaps against his skin, starting to burn under his touch, undoubtedly a very familiar shade of red, or at least growing to that point. There's a pause then between the strikes, fingers kneading over his skin, nails catching and dragging in long, slow stripes down to the edge of his thighs. ]