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[Wendy starts to shift in his lap from discomfort, his grip becoming more unbearable the longer she remains quiet. She frowns, unable to sit still.

She doesn't dare let it continue.]

You should wait... ah... however long you deem acceptable?

[This statement comes out sounding more like a question, and she's finally glancing up at him with the most hopeful look in her eyes.]

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