[Ah, gods… She feels so good straddling him like this, pressed close with her weight in his lap and all of her easily within reach. He relishes in the softness of her beneath his hands, so strangely cool but so vital, so alive. It doesn't feel quite as good as it would if he were just as naked as she, if he could feel her not just with his hands and lips but with every inch of him as their bodies twined together—
But as her mouth crushes against his, the slide of lips and tongue and the prick of fangs is already enough to pull a greedy sigh from him. He wants more, yes—and he seeks it as he meets that hungry kiss, as he cups her breasts in his hands and strokes them both. He circles and teases her nipples as he kisses her, nibbling gently at her mouth, then pinching the stiffened buds as he gives another small, wanting roll of his hips.]
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But as her mouth crushes against his, the slide of lips and tongue and the prick of fangs is already enough to pull a greedy sigh from him. He wants more, yes—and he seeks it as he meets that hungry kiss, as he cups her breasts in his hands and strokes them both. He circles and teases her nipples as he kisses her, nibbling gently at her mouth, then pinching the stiffened buds as he gives another small, wanting roll of his hips.]