[ A mark that would no doubt persist well into the next day. But she had no presence of mind to be embarrassed by that, or any of what was happening in that moment. She had never, in her life, heard her name said like that. It was like a bolt shot through her, turning the blazing fires beneath her skin even hotter. She sucked in a desperate breath, keening beneath Fang's affections, feeling that it was so much and yet still not enough.
One hand clutched at Fang's hair, fingertips digging into the scalp, but the other caught the hem of her bottoms, tugging insistently, desperately, wanting them off and gone. She couldn't just let herself feel Fang's passion any longer, she needed an outlet of her own. ]
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One hand clutched at Fang's hair, fingertips digging into the scalp, but the other caught the hem of her bottoms, tugging insistently, desperately, wanting them off and gone. She couldn't just let herself feel Fang's passion any longer, she needed an outlet of her own. ]