She would say the same. It was frightening how imperative it was to have him at her side. To be so ...intimately close, even savoring every bit of him, and still want more. In her more wild moments she might have come right out and demanded he take her, or worse, just flat out pounce him because he had gotten her so exciteably riled up. But this was more of a slow burn that was almost torture with how much she wanted to recapture what they had last night. "F..Fang..." she groaned, struggling to put her words together, ..provided he let her that is. "You really.. I want..more." She uttered in a low purr, almost a chant as she brushed her lips against his throat and pressed her hips much, much more firmly against him, all but moaning his name against his skin.
He would have so much ammo to tease her with later, if it occurred to him. An EMBARRASSING amount.
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Date: 2017-02-21 05:34 pm (UTC)From:He would have so much ammo to tease her with later, if it occurred to him. An EMBARRASSING amount.