[That bolt shot through the Bond just as clearly. Before she could act on it, her Bonded's tugging on her, asking something of her; one of Fang's hands immediately joined the Witch's at the hem.]
[Thought was so far away, so Fang acted solely on that desire for them to be gone, an amplified version of a smaller want from before. Fang's fingers shifted, her real claws melting out of flesh to curl into and shred the side of her shorts; a few sold yanks tore the rest of it off. She ground her knee forward steadily, her hips rolling a little with it, eager in neglected need.]
[Fleeting as thought was, though, there was one thing that stood out like a beacon in the Bond.]
Chariot.
[It was easy to replicate the way she'd groaned her name, low and insistent, especially with the Witch's fingers against her scalp and her delightful noises and the heady, broiling feeling of the Bond.]
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[Thought was so far away, so Fang acted solely on that desire for them to be gone, an amplified version of a smaller want from before. Fang's fingers shifted, her real claws melting out of flesh to curl into and shred the side of her shorts; a few sold yanks tore the rest of it off. She ground her knee forward steadily, her hips rolling a little with it, eager in neglected need.]
[Fleeting as thought was, though, there was one thing that stood out like a beacon in the Bond.]
Chariot.
[It was easy to replicate the way she'd groaned her name, low and insistent, especially with the Witch's fingers against her scalp and her delightful noises and the heady, broiling feeling of the Bond.]