[ It's a kiss she meets as aggressively in turn, leaving a wound on his lips for every one he leaves on hers - she's not certain if the blood on her tongue is hers or his, but it invigorates her all the same. The sharp sting of it searing through her, the heat pooling in her abdomen bordering on painful; if she wasn't so prideful, she may have completely given in already. Even now there's the temptation, no matter how much she tries to ignore it.
Then there's the full body wince when his fingers reach for that certain sensitive spot once more, focus broken as a low moan manages to escape her. For a moment all she can do is shudder and gasp, before giving a particular vicious bite to his lips - she doesn't trust her voice at the moment, but she can certainly make her thoughts known in some way.
And even as she finds herself arching into that touch, she still manages to dig her nails into his back, dragging angry red lines around to his chest and further down. Only for the touch to become featherlight, palm just brushing against the front of his pants; she had treated him so roughly before, after all, so she should be nice and take a gentler approach. ]
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Then there's the full body wince when his fingers reach for that certain sensitive spot once more, focus broken as a low moan manages to escape her. For a moment all she can do is shudder and gasp, before giving a particular vicious bite to his lips - she doesn't trust her voice at the moment, but she can certainly make her thoughts known in some way.
And even as she finds herself arching into that touch, she still manages to dig her nails into his back, dragging angry red lines around to his chest and further down. Only for the touch to become featherlight, palm just brushing against the front of his pants; she had treated him so roughly before, after all, so she should be nice and take a gentler approach. ]