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Ryoko could have probably bought and owned Shinobu’s whole family for two generations back with the money that she’d spent on the wardrobe of kimono and dresses for her.
She arranged the layers of fabric carefully around Shinobu’s neck and shoulders, sitting behind her as Shinobu knelt in front of the mirror. Ryoko could feel the flushed heat of the other girl’s skin, and the way that she shivered at Ryoko’s touch, and the silks draped on her.
She leaned against her, and kissed Shinobu on the temple, her fingers resting on her throat.
“A collar would be fetching, too.”
@femslash-february bingo prompt: power imbalance
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